The Under-the-Influence Guide to Friendship
LatestFriends can be a lot like drugs…sort of. Or maybe drugs are like friends? Listen, all I know is that I just came out of a lengthy Ambien haze and, while I was out, my hair somehow got french braided and I managed to play a few rounds of MASH so whether friends are like drugs or drugs are like friends — again, I don’t know — is up for debate. The point, however, is that sometimes, friends, like drugs, can be a lot of fun, expand your consciousness and, in the worst of scenarios, be terribly harmful to your well-being. And like with drugs, different friends take different tolls on you, whether it’s that they slow you down, make you act like an asshole or ruin your life.
But how can you tell which friends are just good fun and which friends should get you sent to friend rehab? Easy. We’ll tell you.
Your friend is weed.
This unmotivated friend is pretty harmless, just so long as she doesn’t consume your whole life or infect you with her own lack of ambition. She’s great to unwind with and is always good for a laugh, but your plans to do anything more than that always fall through. After an hour or so of hanging out together, you usually decide that you’d rather just order Buffalo wings and watch a Degrassi marathon than go out on the town. No high heels or non-elastic waistbands for the two of you. When you hang out, it’s couch attire only.
There are very few reasons to get rid of this friend. Just make sure to take her out of your pocket when your mom washes your jeans.
Your friend is cocaine.
This friend is high energy and a lot of fun, but only for a very short amount of time, after which she becomes insufferable and possibly destructive. When talking to her, she’s able to make you feel engaged and engaging, like maybe this is the best conversation you’ve ever had in your entire life and yet, when reflecting upon the discussion the next day, you realize that you were actually just yammering on and on about the dumbest shit ever. Yes, in retrospect you will view every interaction with her as absolutely humiliating and vow to never talk to her again. Regardless, a few months later will find you crammed up with her at a party, enthusiastically confessing about the time you had a sex dream about your step brother and how you feel so good finally getting a chance to talk about it with someone.
Don’t be fooled. This friend is a total crazy asshole who will make you feel good for a total of 20 minutes before leaving you feeling suddenly suicidal. In spite of this, people at parties always want her around. P.S. Her politics are super fucked up.