for a variety of reasons, one of my closest friends doesn't drink.
to be perfectly honest, i 've had trouble coming to terms with it. for one thing, she really looks like a martini girl. and of course there's the fact that i'm much more aware of my own drunken foolishness when i find myself engaging in said foolishness with a stone-cold sober person.
she will very clearly never be a drinker, though she does from time to time seem to enjoy short booze lessons, and will occasionally even try a sip of something... with the delightfully predictable consequence of the squinched up ewican'tbelieveyouimbibethisvoluntarily face.
anyway, tonight i made her sink to a new low. we had a trivial amount of wine left over after a small dinner party and had already washed and dried all the glasses, but i had just about sold her on the idea that she'd probably like beaujolais nouveau (it's not a bad beginner wine if you think about it). unwilling to let the opportunity pass me by, i somehow convinced her to drink the beaujolias straight out of the bottle... and wouldn't you know someone else walked into the room just in time to catch her in the act.
score one for raging alcoholism.
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