Hmmm... one extreme or the other on this end... true stinkin' Gemini.
If I were truly sweet... I'd be blushing by now. <gg>
I am low maintenance... but I am not easy. Part of my dubious charm. Tee hee.
Drinking. I am strictly Budweiser and my consumption depends on my mood. Usually go overboard when I am happy about something. When things are rotten or in crisis mode, I cannot bear to go near it. I need my senses intact.
I tended bar for two years when I was in New York. Good bartenders stay sober. It is the only way to control the drunks who are you are your customers plus which you are responsible for the money. If you are sober and watch people get drunk, they are ugly. In particular... women. I have seen some lovely, elegant "ladies" turn vile and sloppy under the influence.
I stopped drinking while I was tending bar as a result.
At this point there are very few people I will drink with. Only old and dear friends. Because I have to drive, I only have two brews over two hours then switch to water for at least an hour before hitting the road. In the city, it was great... step outside, raise your right arm... "Taxi!" Out here in the hinterlands, if the trusted friends join me at my house, I can do a couple more.
Most people annoy the hell out of me if I've had a brew or two. That is the main reason I stay sober in a social situation. I have a big enough mouth when I am sober... I don't need the aid of alcohol to further alienate people. <g> I am not shy either. I have no problem going to parties where I only know the host and introducing myself to the other guests then creating conversation. Alcohol would dim this.
So, I tend to enjoy my Budweiser alone. I like the taste. I could do without the side effects but I am good at cutting myself off... so what the heck.
DANG... I've killed four flies this evening and now there is a fifth buzzing around. He/she is about to die. Wonder if something died in the basement.