There's this girl who works in my ofice that I really fancy. Unfortunately every time I've had even the slightest opportunity to be my charming self I've been so drunk, she just stands there smiling haughtily as I bumble my way through some diatribe on how attractive I find her, enquiring desperately if she feels the same way bla bla bla. I have to be honest I'm intimidated by her and I think I drink in order to have that drunken courage to say what I feel. It really does beg the question though, why do we find it so necessary sometimes to drink our way to that false confidence that helps us lose our inhibitions and say what we mean when the truth of the matter is that we all become so much less charming the more drinks we've had. It's like a very poorly worked out equation. Drinks + attraction = less inhibition x less charisma = faliure to convert.

One of these days I'll have the confidence to approach her sober and tell her how I feel. Until then I watch her across the office wondering what she looks like naked...