A Dictation on Drunken Blogging in Russia

So Free-Ho requested more drunken blogging from the motherland, which frankly I'm all for, but there are a few issues that I have to get around. Here they are:
-Getting completely shitfaced. Many problems here. Now of course, your reaction is, "BK, you're in Russia, it's what they do there." Exactly. I have seen my fair share of people kung-fu fighting walls and passed out in doorways. However, I have also seen my fair share of fights, and heard more than enough stories about people getting mugged. Which makes wandering home hammered a bit less appealing. Another problem is the cost of alcohol in Moscow. In St. Petersburg it was cheap, because alcohol vendors make bank in Moscow. The cheapest you can get a cocktail in a bar is 7 bucks. And then you're probably getting a rum and coke. A beer, 5 bucks. And let's not even discuss wine. So why not just buy a bottle of vodka and drink it somewhere? Because we all live in homestays with old Russian ladies. Somehow I don't think, "hey I'm having 10 other American college kids over to get completely wasted and then wreak havok on Moscow" will work. And drinking liquor on the street is illegal. So it's either throw down 50 bucks to get hammered, or 20 bucks to get a semi-decent buzz.
-Getting to a computer. So, if I do get hammered, my thoughts are not on getting home to write on the blog, my thoughts are: "Club." The Metro closes at 1. I go to clubs at 12. The metro opens at 6. Drinks at clubs cost much more than at bars. So I usually get one at most. If I decide to leave early, I have to take a cab, which is for the most part sketch city, and one is advised to be fairly sober. So I either come home at 6 and go to bed, or around 3 after I've sobered up enough to say enough Russian to get myself home.
So that's the jist of it: drunken blogging will be difficult. But I will do my best to overcome these obstacles. So far, I think that the drunken blogging from Stadium has been quite sufficient.