Housemate just played the first level of Half Life Decay with me, both... impaired
Then we sang the first stanza of Bohemian Rhapsody.
I'm leaving a lot out, but it was a good night indeed. We had a couple quality beers at a local brewery. Sweet ciders for him (watermelon and other fruits!) and Big Boss Witch for me (and a "surprise me with another IPA", which was much more hoppy, not even just bitter but such bite, mmm~)
Followed by Franzia and 40 back home, heh. Some philosophy. Nothing too deep, mostly at the beergarden surprisingly. I always feel a lot more drunk in public. Interesting illusion. I have watched people get drunk on nonalcoholic beer, I'm aware of the psychosomatic effects of "drinking", but I don't know if this is that. In such cases I'm aware, and trying to stay sober so I can drive. Yet I feel much giddier than in private.
Maybe I just have too much to unload, IDK.
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We had a conversation about buddhism and jainism. About (as he stated it, over beer) accepting oneself, over removing all desires.
I removed all desires for so long, but I kept living. I had to build new ones. There was no transcendence at the end of that rainbow. It's still hard to want things like a normal person.
The main thing I want just makes me stop wanting things.
Drinking myself to nirvana on a weekly basis.