My “How drunk was I?” story

I need to learn how to drink better.
It started out well. I felt looser, more open, and happier to be with people. However, the real me is apparently very puppy-like. I want to meet new people and tell them all about myself. It was nice, and most people were accepting. But I might have been Too-Much-Information guy.
I had a few drinks at the bar too, but, good lord!, the prices were obscene. There was a friend that I offered to buy a drink for, and she asked if she could have a double. I shouldn’t have let her get away with that. The drinks were way outside my budget.
By the end of the night though, the crash happened. The buzz wore off because I wasn’t maintaining it. And then the alcohol-is-a-depressant syndrome kicked in. That wasn’t pleasant for me.
Maybe there is a happy medium in alcohol consumption that I should strive for?
2013-8-31 19:05