― mark s, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
the trial report in the paper concluded "mr [x] said he was very sorry, but he still couldn't remember anything about it"
― Pete, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
Sometimes I can't remember conversations - I will mention something the next day and be told I had mentioned it five times the night before. This is awful. But even then I usually remember when someone mentions.
― Tom, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― Pinkpanther, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― jamesmichaelward, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― Emma, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― geeta, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― halo halo, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
In combination with The Horror (aka the fuh-fuhz, aka free-floating anxiety) this can lead to very fretful mornings. My friends sometimes have to reassure me that I didn't do anything *too* bad. They lie.
― Tim, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
It's funny how it's usually the stuff that's best left forgotten that IS actually forgotten. And it's funny how these are the PRECISE things your EQUALLY DRUNK friends remember about what you did. For example last Saturday... erm, no perhaps not.
― Dr. C, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― RickyT, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― katie, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
obviously alcohol progressively disables you, and the later stages, where you're totally horizontal and groggy and lizardbrain motor functions only, i can imagine that is kind of blurry, but any stage where you conceived and undertook a major project — geeta's soused bicycle — that has to have been imprinted. I accept that accessing it properly may be difficult, because the remembering self is somewhat not the enacting self.
What I mean is, it's there, even if yr unconsciously tiptoeing round it because it was TOO HUMILIATING to your sober dignity.
I'm not talking special-brew alkies who have poisoned their whole system for years: that's about rupturing the local narrative flow and the purpose of narrative flow (care of the self), till the days blur into weeks blur into years.
― Alan T, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― jel --, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― toraneko, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― born clippy, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― RJG, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ronan, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
Yeah I know that's such a rave on man feel the vibe story but it was very funny, I opened my mouth and jumped up and he's like "yeah?"
― Andrew L, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
i haf worked a brilliant elaborate off-the-cuff Theory of the Mind and the Memory on the bus to work, but must get some work done before I put it before you. You will larf at me non-stop BECAUSE IT IS SO TRUE!
― Graham, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― Colin Meeder, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
Dublin at night is like a mental asylum, particularly Temple Bar. I remember one night coming home down Grafton Street and seeing about 100 people singing football songs and dancing around with massive grins like we'd won the world cup or something. Anyone who walked by in any other country would be scared but in Ireland all the passers by were dancing and singing aswell and there were two pathetic looking policemen wondering what the fuck was going on.
It's an experience, going out in Dublin, the nightbus can be like a party.
Don't know if it's true, but it was quite scary when I read it.
As for the get-out clause, I genuinely believe that you can do many things when drunk, but it's not a get-out. If you know that can happen, the problem was getting so boozed up in the first place. But maybe that's the ex-Catholic in me talking.
― Nathan Barley, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― Archel, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― chris, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― Andrew, Friday, 26 July 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
not sure what else i may find!
― LE CHUCK!™ (ex machina), Monday, 1 November 2004 04:44 (twenty years ago)
― dog latin (dog latin), Monday, 1 November 2004 09:05 (twenty years ago)
― Matt DC (Matt DC), Monday, 1 November 2004 09:42 (twenty years ago)
(a) I am a light drinker (FALSE - I'm a lush)(b) My memory is rock solid (FALSE - 6 years of chronic pot smoking doesn't help)(c) I tend to drink with people who get much more drunk than I do, hence there may indeed be things I don't remember, but no-one else does either, so memories may just be lost to the sands of time. (MOSTLY TRUE - but hard to quantify)
― Rob Bolton (Rob Bolton), Monday, 1 November 2004 10:36 (twenty years ago)
― Penelope_111 (Penelope_111), Monday, 1 November 2004 10:54 (twenty years ago)
― Rob Bolton (Rob Bolton), Monday, 1 November 2004 11:00 (twenty years ago)
― Penelope_111 (Penelope_111), Monday, 1 November 2004 11:02 (twenty years ago)
― colette (a2lette), Monday, 1 November 2004 11:15 (twenty years ago)
― lauren (laurenp), Monday, 1 November 2004 11:44 (twenty years ago)
― Rob Bolton (Rob Bolton), Monday, 1 November 2004 11:56 (twenty years ago)
This doesn't happen that often, normally the memories are present in my brain if not immediately accessible, but ah well, that was better than coming to in a phone box like my best friend once did.
― The Lex (The Lex), Monday, 1 November 2004 12:06 (twenty years ago)
― Starry (hello chickens), Monday, 1 November 2004 12:07 (twenty years ago)
― PinXorchiXoR (Pinkpanther), Monday, 1 November 2004 12:12 (twenty years ago)
Somehow I am able to get baked without the annoying memory loss thing but I don't half wander around in a fog looking for my keys if I've been smoking. In my case I think it casuses procrastination, not forgetfulness.
― suzy (suzy), Monday, 1 November 2004 12:48 (twenty years ago)
― aimurchie, Monday, 1 November 2004 12:49 (twenty years ago)
― PinXorchiXoR (Pinkpanther), Monday, 1 November 2004 12:50 (twenty years ago)
― stevie (stevie), Monday, 1 November 2004 12:56 (twenty years ago)
― Penelope_111 (Penelope_111), Monday, 1 November 2004 12:58 (twenty years ago)
I just remembered that this is probably from when I accidentally locked myself in my room and was frantically pulling on the doorknob.
Last night I couldn't remember how I got to where I was.
― roxymuzak (roxymuzak), Monday, 1 November 2004 14:30 (twenty years ago)
My friend Rosie is queen of drunken memory loss, and it's always fun to make stuff up and see if she believes that she did it.
― Liz :x (Liz :x), Monday, 1 November 2004 14:45 (twenty years ago)
― lauren (laurenp), Monday, 1 November 2004 14:46 (twenty years ago)
― roxymuzak (roxymuzak), Monday, 1 November 2004 15:03 (twenty years ago)
my version of this game is much more distressing...
― Rob Bolton (Rob Bolton), Monday, 1 November 2004 15:24 (twenty years ago)
― PinXorchiXoR (Pinkpanther), Monday, 1 November 2004 15:25 (twenty years ago)
ewwwww
― colette (a2lette), Monday, 1 November 2004 15:27 (twenty years ago)
― John Cei Douglas (John Cei Douglas), Monday, 1 November 2004 15:27 (twenty years ago)
― Laura E (laurae55), Monday, 1 November 2004 16:09 (twenty years ago)
I once lost my glasses and had to wear an old prescription for a month. Finally I ran into the guys from the band I had seen that night and I apparently left them sitting on one of their amps. Before they told me they had them I had decided they must have gotten flushed down the toilet while I was puking.
I'm so not missing getting trashed anymore.
― Miss Misery (thatgirl), Monday, 1 November 2004 16:26 (twenty years ago)
I lost my mobile phone on friday night after embarassing myself in front of Beautiful Hippie Girl. I drank whiskey poured into Genny Light. Ugh. I stipped naked in front of a platonic female friend and fell asleep!
― LE CHUCK!™ (ex machina), Monday, 1 November 2004 16:30 (twenty years ago)
― Laura E (laurae55), Monday, 1 November 2004 16:30 (twenty years ago)
― LE CHUCK!™ (ex machina), Monday, 1 November 2004 16:31 (twenty years ago)
― Laura E (laurae55), Monday, 1 November 2004 16:31 (twenty years ago)
― LE CHUCK!™ (ex machina), Monday, 1 November 2004 16:33 (twenty years ago)
― ken c (ken c), Monday, 1 November 2004 16:33 (twenty years ago)
― Laura E (laurae55), Monday, 1 November 2004 16:35 (twenty years ago)
― tokyo rosemary (rosemary), Monday, 1 November 2004 16:37 (twenty years ago)
― LE CHUCK!™ (ex machina), Monday, 1 November 2004 16:37 (twenty years ago)
― Laura E (laurae55), Monday, 1 November 2004 16:40 (twenty years ago)
― ken c (ken c), Monday, 1 November 2004 16:47 (twenty years ago)
― Billy Dods (Billy Dods), Monday, 1 November 2004 18:18 (twenty years ago)
I seem to have some sort of strange curse/blessing (blurse?) that requires someone to break out a camera every time I go past the point of now return. It's really weird though looking at photos of things you did the night before that you have absolutely no recollection of.
― nickalicious (nickalicious), Monday, 1 November 2004 18:43 (twenty years ago)
― nickalicious (nickalicious), Monday, 1 November 2004 18:44 (twenty years ago)
As far as 24 being a magic number, that's when I developed an intolerance to caffeine!
― jaymc (jaymc), Monday, 1 November 2004 18:47 (twenty years ago)
― jaymc (jaymc), Monday, 1 November 2004 18:49 (twenty years ago)
― John Cei Douglas (John Cei Douglas), Monday, 1 November 2004 18:58 (twenty years ago)
― John Cei Douglas (John Cei Douglas), Monday, 1 November 2004 19:05 (twenty years ago)
― Thermo Thinwall (Thermo Thinwall), Monday, 1 November 2004 19:58 (twenty years ago)
― dog latin (dog latin), Monday, 27 December 2004 01:06 (twenty years ago)
This was all perfectly innocent and nothing untoward had gone on, but it was still midly freaky considering I distinctly remember crashing out on the sofa downstairs, and the telltale signs of my shoes and a half-full pint glass of water were still there.
So either I was abducted, I have a problem with alcohol-induced sleepwalking, or I have taken to drunkenly clambering into girls' beds. I have no idea which, if any, of these is the preferable option. But suddenly this doesn't seem quite so implausible.
― Matt DC (Matt DC), Monday, 27 December 2004 02:19 (twenty years ago)
What makes it even more annoying is that I was alledgedly snogging a girl I'd wanted to snog for ages, AND I HAVE NO MEMORY OF THIS. Graaargh.
― Gravel Puzzleworth (Gregory Henry), Monday, 27 December 2004 03:04 (twenty years ago)