Veritas, but scattered

[mrissa]

When I was in college, I had a very clear lesson in how reactions to alcohol vary: one of my dear friends had just taken her GRE and broken up with her boyfriend and found out she had a sick elderly family member. She had half a wine cooler at a party and was gone, really thoroughly and hilariously drunk. It wasn't the wine cooler, except that it was; stress alone or half a wine cooler alone would not have been enough, but together, hoo.

I am not that kind of gone. But I was not drive-safe after half a glass of mediocre, boring white wine with dinner, and even I am not that much of a cheap date from alcohol minus stress. I have the urge to e-mail people to say vastly inappropriate things. Instead I seem to be saying appropriate things but with slightly odd timing. I mean all of them. I just am not generally in the habit of sending one-line queries and comments far and wide without provocation.

One of you asked after codebreaking. I am amused to find, upon reading Codebreakers: Arne Beurling and the Swedish Crypto Program During World War II, that Swedish cryptographers were very, very quietly passing their information to the Norwegian resistance and the Finns. Whose side were they on? The side of the free north, apparently. I can get behind that. And that is my amusing codebreaking history tidbit of the day.

We now return to our entirely unscheduled e-mails.

Comments

[buymeaclue.livejournal.com]

I swear that hit send on the email that I just sent you before I saw this post.

Heh.

Don't think I said anything inappropriate, but I could try again, if you'd like!

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Uhh...well, if you have the urge to say inappropriate things to me, I'm kind of curious what they'd be, but I suspect that you mean you'd have to reach for them, which is something different completely.

[alecaustin.livejournal.com]

This sort of thing strikes me as yet another good argument against my keeping alcohol in my room.

I've thought about it at various points over the year, but I strongly suspect that nothing good would come of it.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Hey! What I sent to you was entirely appropriate! Just think of all the inappropriate things I could have said instead!

Err. Or don't, that being the point of my not saying them in the first place.

[(Anonymous)]

Stress is an amazing catalyst (I think that's the word I mean) for alcohol, as is tiredness, for me.

I'd like to read some about code-breaking; I'll have to look back through your entries for the books you've read.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Let me know if you want me to recommend and condense, o anonymous stranger.

[zalena.livejournal.com]

You are welcome to email me inappropriately any time you want. I fall into this mood every so often myself, and last night succumbed in a long letter to a friend I probably should have re-read before I sent.

Oh well, if it weren't for inappropriate emails, some of us would never communicate at all!