Alright, alright. Yes, I was drinking all by myself in front of my laptop while chatting. But in my defence: the internet with its fast-cut, high resolution, vivid colour flash animated images is driving me to the verge of an epileptic fit and I am not multitasking-typing-able-thingy. My fingers cramp. I have to find a way to relax, to loosen my muscles and stop my finger nails from turning upwards towards my face. I don't know why ICQ allows one to open more than one dialogue window at once anyway. It's ridiculous. Who the hell talks to more than one person at once in real life? It's enough trouble as it is, coordinating the voices in my head (apparently called "conscience") with the ones that define my every-day conversations.
And let's face it: how many people around the globe are already defining their life throught this fast-paced, ever-changing virtual reality? So, assuming I count myself as one of them, I was not alone. I was having a merely virtual conversation with a VERY real friend who only accidentally happend to be very far away.
And we were virtually drinking together.
And I only uploaded those pictures to give the whole thing a faint touch of reality.
And why am I having the urge to justify my drinking habbits all of a sudden?
And why am I on a tropical island?