Drunk and out...sounds familiar?

I just had some wine and it feels like am out. Sounds familiar? And did you notice I didn't mention about how much I drank? I was worried that you might think I am a pus**, one who is out just by drinking such a small amount. But then, we carry all these inhibitions and prejudices and pre-conceived notions about all the stuff.....

Was watching Six Feet Under, and let me tell you, this is a fu**ing great piece of shi*, amazing stuff that makes you feel about how great life is, and how worse it could be. There is this guy who is, by profession an undertaker (well he prefers to call himself a funeral director), and he is pouring the water from the bowl held by the deadbody of a Thai Buddist man. And this water is used to cleanse the sins of other people who commited something wrong to this dead man and wanted to wipe it off. And the undertaker sees all the children who were aborted by him before they were born. And then in the shower party his would-be wife bids farewell to this hooker girl who apparently 'inspired' her to join anonymous sex orgies with unknown people. She wanted to wipe off her hands evidently. And her mom-in-law who hated her so far, admits how she admires her, because this would-be bride accepts the way her son is. and then there is the son's sister who took the snaps of all the dead men to see how a poem about dead people can be translated to a series of photographs of dead men. And her other brother who is trying really hard to catch up with the expectation of his boyfriend. This part is least surreal, and at the same time, most surreal. What could be more fantastic than two people trying really really hard for their "relationship" to work? And they think they love each other!! Love and adjustment: can it be funnier? Do we really need to call it love? Well, if you do not see my point, you have every right to call me drunk. Yes I am, and so is the whole f****** world!

Am not being judgemental, but isn't it true that having mindless sex is little better than dragging someone into a relationship he or she is not ready for and not interested in? That's what we do, all the time, without caring about how the other person feel, and more importantly, where does it put us in terms of our self-esteem and sense of dignity? Are we so desparate for the company of someone we think we love, that we go any distance to beg him/her to come back? And some of us actually ask for compensations, mostly the females. Unless you need it so badly, do you think you can live with the shame it brings with? Too many questions I suppose, and no one has the f****** answer. What a royal f*** !