Getting drunk!!!!!

I am an occasional alcoholic.... means my alcohol intake cycles (if ever there is some term like that) are periodic(periodic is a redundant term, as there cannot be cycles without periods ;-) ). And i think that I could calculate the fourier transform of my alcohol intake graph. It would look like having a fundamental frequeny(or a dominant frequeny) of 3 months. but obviously a lot of rippling because after everytime i get drunk heaily the next 1 month is totally dry.. this causes a high transition in time domain of the alcohol intake and this causes the frequency domain to ripple. Which i think would have bored you to infinity/oblivion if u do not know what Fourier did long time ago!!. If you do not know about it then just know that it is just the same thing that happenes after ejaculating, u just dont feel like being in there anymore. Talking of which Uma here and here has nice posts on the fact that sex aint all that bad... only thing is Indian culture which distorts it too much... just correct Uma... thats exactly what i believe and follow (:-)). Coming to the answer of what-is-the-point-of-this-post expression that you all may be having while reading the above? I got drunk on saturday. It wasn't my drinking record on the amount. But however it was the drinking record of sorts. As i gobbled up 375 ml (that is half a bottle) of Smirnoff Vodka without water... Just like that. With No aparent reason. I was not happy and i was not sad. I just brought the bottle because the place where i usually buy liquor from have a credit card policy that they will accept cards for purchases only above 100 bucks. I did not have enough money with me to buy the usual Quarter bottle smirnoff(90 bucks). So i had to use a credit card, which meant that i had to buy something more than a quarter... so i went for half bottle smirnoff. At home there was this wonderful movie called "Anger Management" somethng that i wanted to watch for a long time. I sat with the chips that I brought, and opened the Vodka bottle. Started drinking it dry(thats without water,,, as it is... also called 'on the rocks'). I remember watching the begining of the film when Adam Sandler gets jacked on the plane. After that i had one more peg dry. Could see that i was not able to concentrate much on the jokes. There was an interval of 50 seconds after the joke that i understood it and laughed. But... I could understand romantic scences in the film instantaneously. Adam Sandler hugging his girlfrind... OOf!!! could not bear the thougts and the feelings of hugging my ex. I remembered those few days I had with her. Those deep embraces. *sigh*. The same thing I saw a couple doing infront of the chennai consulate. Seems both of them were going to the same college and that both of them got their visas cleared. The embrace was deep, loving and so so romantic. Older generation indians who were standing their started fussing like hell. I just watched, remembering the last time I did that. The last time i just embraced my ex-gal like that. The last time i smelt my (ex)gal's shoulders. The last time I tenderly kissed them. *sigh* I started to miss the 'Scent of a woman'. Coming back to my drinking habits after digressing this bit. I was seeing the deep embrace, and so i became sad about missing that typical 'girly' smell, you get when u are in a deep embrace. In went another 90 ml...dry. Then I could see TWO Adam Sandlers instead of one. I knew that i was getting drunk. I was getting hungry as well, this was the thing that got me even worried. I decided to make a bulls-eye out of the 6 eggs that I had brought. If you all suspect that I would have forgotten to turn of the gas and that my flat would have caught fire, then you were just about thinking something that almost happened. I turned the gas on.. went searching for the matches... thankfully kept over the "bhagvan ka picture" which after getting drunk i was trying to search for. Finally i found the matchbox. At that time i realized that it was an automatic gas stove. u just have to press the knob and turn... whoosh.. the fire will be on. I went into the kitchen with this new gyan... turned off the knob.. and then turned it on again.... i was expecting a-whooosh-and-a-flame but what came out was a-BOOM-and-nearly-kitchen-on-fire thing. HOLY SHIT... the flames were so f***ing big... if u know what i mean. I turned sober instantaneously.. wondering which numbers to dial. Thankfully I was not wearing anything on my upper half. If i was i would have been a fireball. ALso i took care not to open my mouth...who knows... Vodka is flamable. This is what i did.. i RAN out of the kitchen. straight into the bath... i do not remember whether anything caught fire really.. but i put water all over my body... went back in half senses to see the flame burning there.. and not the fire... Well... I did thank god... assuming that he existed for a moment. I sobered myself up. Went for the thavi(thats what u call the pan in mallu).. Put it on the stove., poured some oil. Broke the first egg.. Put it.. it was the best bulls-eye egg i have ever cracked. Broke the second one.. put that too.. the third one i was just about to reach it when i fell down and the egg cracked on the floor. something went into my eyes. I put water into my eyes and then remembered that the fire was still on. I switched it off.,... but a bit late. the bulls-eye was a bit over cooked but ok. Then i remembered about the film. Went there.. saw another passionate embrace... went crazy...back to the kitchen.. ate up everything on the thavi which was very very hot. Drank some more... made sure that the gas was switched off. Then went and sat infront of the TV. Some ad was going on. 3/4 of the bottle was over. I decided to drink the full bottle. When the movie came back I saw three or four Adam Sandlers. More than that i could see that the frame rate was reduced a lot. I could see frames in say 10 second intervals... nothing in between. Someone came and banged on the door... wasn't able to open it. Then i remember that I did a Bottles up routine. The whole bottle went up in the air. I had finished my triumph on 375 ml Vodka. Then I could hear wierd singing.. which i realized was myself trying to hum along the movie tunes. I could not see anything beyond 1 metre... and there was occassionaly someone who switched off the lights. Then after sometime(i dont know how much time) Blackness.......... I woke on sunday with pain everywhere... including my head... thats where it hurt the most. The whole day was a waste. Just was cribbing about why I drank,, n all that shit. Someone told me that in theory a flap of a butterfly wing can whip up a storm in the pacific ocen because of chaos theory. I believe its just those small things that matter when life takes wierd turns and gives u the expereiences of sorts. Had they been taking credit cards for any amount.. i would have brought a Quarter bottle.. which would have saved my saturday and sunday. I have decided atleast that I should give up drinking *completely* now. It has given me more hardship that anything else. But i still miss those deep embraces *sigh* :-).