I drink (mostly) out of boredom. The rest of the time I drink simply because I 1) like the taste and 2) want to get buzzed... in that order.
but then... no....
I started "stealing" alcohol from the fridge when I was about 12. I've, since then, been a binge drinker... then finally a daily drinker.
The beer gut from hell scared me a bit last year... so I started being more careful. Too, beer costs money... and I don't have much of that.
I blew my stomach out in '99. I remember the night very well. I was in such pain that I ripped the toilet out of the floor. Since then, even dark beer really pushes it. I cheat, but I pay for it when I do.
What keeps me drinking? (Above and beyond the physical addiction and the fact that my head is just plain goopy?) It's a MAN thing. Think about it... Real men drink.
Oh please shut the fuck up!
REAL MEN DRINK.
Quitting drinking is like cutting off your dick.
Just spend a while thinking on it.
So... in my insecurity... I've become a damn alcoholic.
I'll drink to that.
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