I'd like to think that I'm a happy drunk. And being a happy drunk, I tend to want to spread my feelings of goodwill and mirth to those who cross my mind.
This is why my drunk dials are almost never a bad idea.
I don't call up exes and embarass myself (I think). I call up people who I have lost touch with yet deeply admire. Friends with particluar energies, qualities, and shared memories that I don't want to lose touch with.
Confession: most of them are female. And I wonder how quickly that shit will stop if they get married, or I get married, or what have you. But for right now -- and by right now I mean last night, and any other night I spend way too much on drinks in Hollywood -- I feel righteous in reminding people how special they are at 12:45am on a Saturday night.
It's always good to be reminded that somebody out there loves you.
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