I usually have a good time and am a happy drunk... until something bad happens. Not necessarily really bad.
For example I'll see some guy pulling a really nice girl, and I'll go all depressed thinking "why the %%%%%%%% is everyone else hooking up and I'm going home alone AGAIN?"
I don't look for one night stands or anything, but it'd be nice to go out and have a girl show some interest. So generally I come home thinking I'm a loser because I seem to be the only guy in the world who can go out on an eight hour pub crawl, go into some of the most popular bars/clubs in the city, and still not meet a single girl who's interested in me even one iota.
Well I get interest, but it's usually just slags who want a one night stand... never decent girls =[