responsible adult?

So I went over to Jessa's after a stressful day at work and she gave me a beer. Then I went out to dinner with Goldin and BAB because Goldin is in town visiting. We went to Teller's so I had a martini. Then I went back to Jessa's and after maybe an hour we all (there were two others there with us) went to my house to watch The L-Word OnDemand since I was at the Yonder Mountain String Band concert on Sunday. I had another beer as we watched. Then it was time to go to Shakespeare's and celebrate a 21st birthday so I had a beer or two while we were sitting around there. All in all, it was like 5:30 to 12:30 or 1. Holy shit. That's like seven hours of drinking. By the end of the night I could feel that I had been drinking, but I didn't get it. Like, I got home and I wasn't drunk (remember, this is all walking, I'm not justifying driving or something, I have no reason to lie), but I was, y'know, a lil drunk. I didn't get it. Because the amounts I'd been having were totally moderate or small. Then this morning as I was walking to work I was wondering why I was as drunk as I was (which really wasn't a lot, but I didn't expect any) until I realized that I had started at like 5:30. Oh my god.

It's like this: Some days I may come home and have a beer with dinner. I don't get drunk or even close from that. On special occasions I may order a martini as a cocktail before dinner, or with dinner. I don't get drunk from that. When watching the L-Word, I'll probably have a beer. Or maybe some wine. I don't get drunk from that. When I go to Shakespeare's I'll usually have a beer or two. I don't get drunk from that. (And I'll usually have more than that, so one or two definitely doesn't get me drunk.)

So I was only doing things that don't get me drunk. I was being responsible on a weeknight when I have work at 8am the next day.

Oh. Wait. I did all of them one after the other. I guess that would explain why I'm dragging a little today.

And yes, that's all of the story I have. I don't even know how I feel about it: I drank for like 7 hours yesterday. On the one hand: that's awesome! Like, I feel cool I have all that stuff to do with friends and I'm really drinking like an adult and not some kid at a high school party. On the other hand: I drank for almost seven hours on a random Tuesday night. When did I become an alcoholic?!

And one more thing, I looked H-O-T hot yesterday.