Thursday, August 1, 2013

I Know I'm Not An Alcoholic, But Damn I Need a Beer

If there were ever a day not to cross me, today would be one of them, because quite frankly I don't give a FUCK how you feel because I feel like total crap.  Not physically, although I don't feel great there either, but emotionally...well you can tell my mood from today's doodles.  Maybe I'm suffering from Post Vacation Separation Depression.  (Bio-rhythm alert, today is a low point)

I know I'm not an alcoholic, but I really feel like I need a beer today.  Oh, how do I know I'm not a candidate for AA...well I'm pretty sure real alcoholics don't really ever question themselves, just like crazy people never ask if they are crazy (unless that is an urban legend). Additionally, I've gone long periods of time without a drink.  I took off an entire year when I was 18 not drinking. (When I was 18 it was legal).

I stopped by the grocery store on the way back from a meeting to make sure the cat had litter and I had garbage bags, exciting life huh?  I passed the beer aisle and debated about it, and opted not to spend the money on beer.  My cheapness has, in my opinion, kept me from being addicted to anything cause eventually it will always come down to spending money or not.

Maybe I am detoxing.  Maybe 3 weeks of vacation did whack my system and I'm just purging and cleansing, but isn't a cleansing supposed to make you feel better? 

Okay, bottom line, I feel depressed.  Poor me I'm not happy.  I'm just a big puss and sorry you had to read all this just to find this out. But you know what, FUCK YOU!  I could care less what you think because that is just the kind of mood I'm in today.

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