One not so lonely week down...
I wondered who I would be if I didn’t drink alcohol, and I might of very well of been an astro-physicist had I lead a straight and narrow lifestyle. I’ve put down the booze, and picked up Stephen Hawkins’s “Grand design” book that has been sitting on my book shelf making me look smart for the past 6 months.
Even though I only understand about 25 per cent of what he says, if I can understand 25 per cent of how the universe came into existence, then I will feel quite fulfilled. Let me try and explain what I’ve learnt so far… The way that we understand the world at present is based on classical scientific theory that particles travel in a straight line, and there destination is predetermined, but quantum physics changes the way we understand everyday things because it says that particles do not travel in a straight line, but instead in waves, they take every possible route simultaneously and their end destination can’t be determined, suggesting that past present or future are not determined, and there may be alternative universes happening simultaneously? Or something along those lines, I think the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy explains it better with “42”. So far, I’m no closer to understanding the intricacies of the universe. But if there is a simultaneous universe, that Rose Rees-Owen may very well be a t-total scientist, and our universes are colliding, sending wave particles in all different directions this month!
Being a long weekend, there have been a few occasions to have a drink, but so far, I’ve stuck to my guns and drank diet coke instead. My dear friend Ali left for Norway on Saturday. On Friday I said my final goodbye. Because they are good friends, I was quite comfortable drinking my diet coke and hanging out, however soberness doesn’t equate to longevity. At midnight I was so bone tired and went home, looking at the photos the next day, I did feel a slight regret that I’d missed out on a great night.
Before I met Ali, my neighbour invited me to have a drink with him. I’d only met him once before briefly. He seemed really nice, but when I meet someone that I don’t really know, I think my universe collides with the Rose Rees-Owen that is the nervous wreck. Usually alcohol counteracts this version and turns me back into myself. Even though I started out a bit shy, making sure I was asking all the questions, and he was the one doing all the talking, I did get more confident, even with out the help of my trusty friend alcohol. I found myself cracking jokes, and being a bit cheecky which is to nice to know that I can do sober.
The hardest day was Sunday actually. I expected Friday and Saturday to be hard, but Sunday was a killer. I worked all day in the bar 12-11pm. About 5pm I was gaging for a drink. The thing that triggered it was the discovery that a guy that I went on a date with was in a relationship. Gotta love the invasiveness of facebook. I saw that little snippet of info, and really wanted to pour myself a stiff vodka to take it in. Men are arseholes, this is not a new discovery for me, I know women can be arseholes too, but it still sucks when you think you like someone, and then they turn out to be unavailable, you kinda feel a bit rejected.. Even though you weren‘t really picked in the first place. Instead of a drink I got Terry to make me a mocktail - I don’t know if it was the placebo effect of drinking out of a martini glass, but something was sure going to my head. I freaked out that Terry had literally popped my non alcohol cherry only 5 days into it with maraschino cherries, I had a feeling that they were soaked in brandy. Wikipedia to the rescue nothing but food colouring, sugar syprup, and a few other preservatives - that are probably ten times worse than alcohol touched my lips.
My friends and family have been great. Louise my usual partner in crime, we are usually propping up the bar together, joked with me that she’ll see me on the 1st of July, but she invited me out to the movies where we discovered that it was our first activity sans alcohol! Ben invited me round to do some arts and crafts with him, my Mum is also doing a month with no alcohol, and Danielle and Gavin are starting their sober months too! Bring on the cranium and the sprialinas, and the alternative universes!
Even though I only understand about 25 per cent of what he says, if I can understand 25 per cent of how the universe came into existence, then I will feel quite fulfilled. Let me try and explain what I’ve learnt so far… The way that we understand the world at present is based on classical scientific theory that particles travel in a straight line, and there destination is predetermined, but quantum physics changes the way we understand everyday things because it says that particles do not travel in a straight line, but instead in waves, they take every possible route simultaneously and their end destination can’t be determined, suggesting that past present or future are not determined, and there may be alternative universes happening simultaneously? Or something along those lines, I think the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy explains it better with “42”. So far, I’m no closer to understanding the intricacies of the universe. But if there is a simultaneous universe, that Rose Rees-Owen may very well be a t-total scientist, and our universes are colliding, sending wave particles in all different directions this month!
Being a long weekend, there have been a few occasions to have a drink, but so far, I’ve stuck to my guns and drank diet coke instead. My dear friend Ali left for Norway on Saturday. On Friday I said my final goodbye. Because they are good friends, I was quite comfortable drinking my diet coke and hanging out, however soberness doesn’t equate to longevity. At midnight I was so bone tired and went home, looking at the photos the next day, I did feel a slight regret that I’d missed out on a great night.
Before I met Ali, my neighbour invited me to have a drink with him. I’d only met him once before briefly. He seemed really nice, but when I meet someone that I don’t really know, I think my universe collides with the Rose Rees-Owen that is the nervous wreck. Usually alcohol counteracts this version and turns me back into myself. Even though I started out a bit shy, making sure I was asking all the questions, and he was the one doing all the talking, I did get more confident, even with out the help of my trusty friend alcohol. I found myself cracking jokes, and being a bit cheecky which is to nice to know that I can do sober.
The hardest day was Sunday actually. I expected Friday and Saturday to be hard, but Sunday was a killer. I worked all day in the bar 12-11pm. About 5pm I was gaging for a drink. The thing that triggered it was the discovery that a guy that I went on a date with was in a relationship. Gotta love the invasiveness of facebook. I saw that little snippet of info, and really wanted to pour myself a stiff vodka to take it in. Men are arseholes, this is not a new discovery for me, I know women can be arseholes too, but it still sucks when you think you like someone, and then they turn out to be unavailable, you kinda feel a bit rejected.. Even though you weren‘t really picked in the first place. Instead of a drink I got Terry to make me a mocktail - I don’t know if it was the placebo effect of drinking out of a martini glass, but something was sure going to my head. I freaked out that Terry had literally popped my non alcohol cherry only 5 days into it with maraschino cherries, I had a feeling that they were soaked in brandy. Wikipedia to the rescue nothing but food colouring, sugar syprup, and a few other preservatives - that are probably ten times worse than alcohol touched my lips.
My friends and family have been great. Louise my usual partner in crime, we are usually propping up the bar together, joked with me that she’ll see me on the 1st of July, but she invited me out to the movies where we discovered that it was our first activity sans alcohol! Ben invited me round to do some arts and crafts with him, my Mum is also doing a month with no alcohol, and Danielle and Gavin are starting their sober months too! Bring on the cranium and the sprialinas, and the alternative universes!
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