Review # 125: Sobriety Day #3
So. I tried not to drink for two weeks, thinking I had a drinking problem. Here’s where that logic fails: I am prone to over-reacting on account of I am a drama queen. So now that I’ve slapped that little bitch (me) with three days of solid reality I decided to fuck it. I knew this would be difficult. I have what freudians would call an oral fixation. I have to keep puting things in my mouth. Seeing as how I am single this would pose a problem. I might’ve just ate a bunch and become the round faced anti-social shut in I was in high school. I have started smoking a lot more, but the cigs don’t make me feel as sick as when I was drinking all the time.
It’s like the episode of South Park where Randy thinks he’s an alcoholic. Stan tries to tell him that he likes to drink beer so he should, just not so much. Ahh, from the mouths of babes crudley voiced by annoying yet clever adults. I just need to not drink so much if I’m depressed or escaping problems. That’s when I need to turn to the ganja weed. Speaking of which, let’s move on to the next review.
Damn, that’s good.