{"id":2698,"date":"2010-10-02T13:11:32","date_gmt":"2010-10-02T10:11:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lorenalupu.wordpress.com\/?p=2698"},"modified":"2010-10-02T13:11:32","modified_gmt":"2010-10-02T10:11:32","slug":"prima-mea-mahmureala","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/prima-mea-mahmureala\/","title":{"rendered":"Prima mea mahmureal\u0103"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Am un defect. Unii dintre voi o s\u0103 spun\u0103 c\u0103 e o calitate. Nu neg, din punctul de vedere al s\u0103n\u0103t\u0103\u0163ii e o calitate, dar din punctul de vedere al aventurii \u015fi al imprevizibilului este un defect. Faptul c\u0103 \u015ftiu s\u0103 spun stop la timp.<\/p>\n<p>Nu ajung niciodat\u0103 s\u0103 beau at\u00e2t de mult \u00eenc\u00e2t s\u0103 uit de mine \u015fi s\u0103 m\u0103 trezesc \u00een \u015fan\u0163 diminea\u0163a, \u00eentr-o balt\u0103 de vom\u0103. Nu ajung niciodat\u0103 s\u0103 trec peste un c\u0103cat care m\u0103 deranjeaz\u0103 \u015fi s\u0103 m\u0103 trezesc \u00eentr-o rela\u0163ie &#8220;creativ-destructiv\u0103&#8221;, genul cu lacrimi \u015fi muci. Am un sistem defensiv at\u00e2t de bine pus la punct, \u00eenc\u00e2t sunt pe pragul de a muri de plictiseal\u0103. Nu mi se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 nimic r\u0103u, pentru c\u0103 reflexul de flit-m\u0103-idiotule e mai puternic dec\u00e2t instinctul de explorator.<\/p>\n<p>Cam acela\u015fi monolog interior \u00eel aveam prin anul III de facultate, dup\u0103 doi ani ini\u0163iali \u00een care nu b\u0103usem mai mult dec\u00e2t puteam duce, nu f\u0103cusem sex dec\u00e2t cu oameni despre care \u015ftiam c\u0103 o s\u0103-mi cear\u0103 voie \u00eenainte de a trece la sex anal \u015fi nu \u00eencercasem chestii mai tari dec\u00e2t cu prieteni \u00een care aveam deplin\u0103 \u00eencredere. \u015ei am decis: <!--more--> trebuie s\u0103 fac ceva. Hai, de exemplu, s\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eemb\u0103t o dat\u0103 cu adev\u0103rat, s\u0103 v\u0103d cum e s\u0103 fii dincolo de ra\u0163iune. S\u0103 v\u0103d cum e s\u0103 fii mahmur.<\/p>\n<p>\u015ei am b\u0103ut. Am b\u0103ut o sticl\u0103 \u00eentreag\u0103 de gin Bartender&#8217;s. Ba destul de mult \u015fi din a doua. Am descoperit c\u0103 p\u0103m\u00e2ntul se leg\u0103na duios cu mine, c\u0103 trebuia s\u0103 m\u0103 \u0163in neap\u0103rat de ceva pentru a putea merge vertical. Am descoperit c\u0103 ame\u0163eala pl\u0103cut\u0103 \u015fi vesel\u0103 a primei jum\u0103t\u0103\u0163i de or\u0103 devine din ce \u00een ce mai dens\u0103 \u015fi mai opac\u0103, \u00een sensul c\u0103 te izoleaz\u0103 de realitatea \u00eenconjur\u0103toare \u015fi de\u015fi creierul \u00eencearc\u0103 s\u0103 \u00ee\u015fi croiasc\u0103 o bre\u015f\u0103 prin ea, nu poate. Apoi a venit r\u0103ul fizic. Relativ repede. Am ajuns \u00een timp util la baie &#8211; \u015fi mi-am petrecut restul nop\u0163ii acolo. Prietenii m\u0103 tot luau s\u0103 m\u0103 culce, dar de cum m\u0103 culcau, m\u0103 apuca iar grea\u0163a \u015fi m\u0103 t\u00e2ram iar la baie. P\u00e2n\u0103 la urm\u0103, m-au l\u0103sat acolo \u015fi am adormit pe pre\u015ful din fa\u0163a veceului, \u00eentr-o pozi\u0163ie ciudat\u0103, un fel de \u015fezut turcesc cu capul pe un genunchi, \u00een care nu \u00eemi venea s\u0103 vomit.<\/p>\n<p>A doua zi, mi-a fost r\u0103u \u00een continuare, p\u00e2n\u0103 seara, dar dincolo de asta, aveam \u015fi o depresie \u00eengrozitoare. Ceva de genul: &#8220;E at\u00e2t de u\u015for s\u0103 te reduci la stadiul de c\u0103cat. \u015ei at\u00e2t de greu s\u0103 te ridici de acolo.&#8221; \u015eti\u0163i sloganul \u0103la publicitar cu &#8220;e\u015fti 70% ap\u0103&#8221;? Am eu unul mai bun: &#8220;E\u015fti 70% c\u0103cat. Mai folose\u015fte ni\u015fte ap\u0103, s\u0103 scazi concentra\u0163ia.&#8221; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Am un defect. Unii dintre voi o s\u0103 spun\u0103 c\u0103 e o calitate. 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