Do You Want More? Oh...well, tough shit 'cause here it is!
i've decided that i hate life more when i quit drinking. to some people, well too many people, this is a sure sign of alchohol addiction. and how! to me, however, it is a sure sign that my life is fucking BOOOOORRRRRRIIIIIIIINNNNGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!! i don't drink because i get depressed, nor am i depressed when i don't drink. i drink at all times, regardless of my mood, and i also get depressed at all times, regardless of whether or not i'm sober. work depresses me. sometimes, when this happens, i watch a funny movie. or, i go to the gym and live big heavy things and forget about myself for a while. does this mean i'm addicted to Pineapple Express or Bally's total fitness? no...well, maybe yes. or not. the point is, where do we draw that fucking line? who decides when addiction is a bad thing or not? i think it'd be harder for me to live without masturbation and porn than it would be for me to stop drinking. BUT, i'd rather be drunk than jack off. what if i took that little nugget of info into an AA meeting? i go to work everyday, and i pay my bills, and i eat meat, and i drink and smoke pot...which one of those things is most addictive? the ones i choose vs. the ones i need? you're right, it is in my best interest to pay my bills and get to work and eat protein, but why then is it not in my best interest to drink or get high? and YES, i do have control over my drinking. i could've gotten twisted drunk last night, but instead i said to myself "hey Sebastion, you're gettin a lil drunk and the movie is over. you wanna read a lil before bed, and get up early enough to hit the gym! so why not call it a night?" and i did just that. i'm sure AAers have some sort of qualifer to disprove my proof that i'm not an alchomoholic, but i don't much care for the AA philosophy anyways. and if you're in AA and disagree with me, i don't care. really, i don't. i don't wanna hear a sappy, whiney story about how your dad used to beat you and then he went to AA and found Jesus and now he's a minister with a happy wife and you've never touched the stuff because that one time in high school you did you wrapped your car around a tree and killed your best friend and a family of squirrels. i mean, that shits depressing. and i'm trying to not be depressed right now, but rather than DRINK, i'm choosing to Blog. so don't bother me with that. just go about your happy life, and i'll go about my miserable life. Amen.
i've decided that i hate life more when i quit drinking. to some people, well too many people, this is a sure sign of alchohol addiction. and how! to me, however, it is a sure sign that my life is fucking BOOOOORRRRRRIIIIIIIINNNNGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!! i don't drink because i get depressed, nor am i depressed when i don't drink. i drink at all times, regardless of my mood, and i also get depressed at all times, regardless of whether or not i'm sober. work depresses me. sometimes, when this happens, i watch a funny movie. or, i go to the gym and live big heavy things and forget about myself for a while. does this mean i'm addicted to Pineapple Express or Bally's total fitness? no...well, maybe yes. or not. the point is, where do we draw that fucking line? who decides when addiction is a bad thing or not? i think it'd be harder for me to live without masturbation and porn than it would be for me to stop drinking. BUT, i'd rather be drunk than jack off. what if i took that little nugget of info into an AA meeting? i go to work everyday, and i pay my bills, and i eat meat, and i drink and smoke pot...which one of those things is most addictive? the ones i choose vs. the ones i need? you're right, it is in my best interest to pay my bills and get to work and eat protein, but why then is it not in my best interest to drink or get high? and YES, i do have control over my drinking. i could've gotten twisted drunk last night, but instead i said to myself "hey Sebastion, you're gettin a lil drunk and the movie is over. you wanna read a lil before bed, and get up early enough to hit the gym! so why not call it a night?" and i did just that. i'm sure AAers have some sort of qualifer to disprove my proof that i'm not an alchomoholic, but i don't much care for the AA philosophy anyways. and if you're in AA and disagree with me, i don't care. really, i don't. i don't wanna hear a sappy, whiney story about how your dad used to beat you and then he went to AA and found Jesus and now he's a minister with a happy wife and you've never touched the stuff because that one time in high school you did you wrapped your car around a tree and killed your best friend and a family of squirrels. i mean, that shits depressing. and i'm trying to not be depressed right now, but rather than DRINK, i'm choosing to Blog. so don't bother me with that. just go about your happy life, and i'll go about my miserable life. Amen.
...granted, i can jack off with other people, but my friends aren't into that. and it'd be awkward =oD