Well there we have it. 3 hours down and 21 more to go. 21. 21 is a nice number. It’s a magical number. It’s a number where you’re considered an adult. It’s a number where in my own country you’re considered legal age for a lot of things…including drinking.
Yes…the legal age is 21.
But it’s not like I care.
That’s right, after a series of unfortunate events in my life, I have started to drink and did I ever keep it at an unprecedented pace. In fact, at the rate I’m going, I’m probably 2 steps away from being a full blown alcoholic. If it wasn’t for the fact i have no money, I can bet you good money that I would already be an alcoholic. Which reminds me…
Does anyone want to place a wager on that bet?
But that aside…how could anyone not like alcohol? I mean…sure you do stupid things, but then think about it…how is that any different from a lot of people who are NOT drunk? To me at least, drinking gives me the ability to be more sociable in real life than I ever was on the net. To me at least, drinking can give me the ability to see things in people that I don’t normally see when I’m sober.
From where I stand..drinking is definitely good.
Of course I haven’t been drinking for a while. It’s not that I don’t have money, it’s just that my drinking buddies have been pretty busy lately and come to think of it, so have I.
I have got to go drink again.
It doesn’t matter whether I have ulcers or not.
Drinking is always good.
You can tell that to the people who know me best after happy hour.