The nice thing about getting old and sick after years of abusing myself…is that I get really fucked up with just a few drinks…it’s like my liver is so rotted out, or maybe my diabetes, but one beer in, one glass of wine in, and I’m stumbling, talking insanity, the equivalent of my most black out night at my peak of party guy alcoholic who would always wake up thinkin “what the fuck did I do”….often times waking up in places I didn’t remember getting to…with wallet and phone lost…or with phone filled with random insanity sent to random people…like death threats or sexual harassment depending on the person….it was good times, humiliating times, a good way to make no friends times….but now I get there…to that similar place with barely any booze…and this self destruction is almost getting affordable…

Exciting times, things are looking up, if it doesn’t kill you, apparently, it doesn’t make you stronger but it does slowly damage you to the point where drinking is cheap…so glad I’ve signed up for that….everyday a bargain basement price thanks to a low functioning organ…a win for all…or at least for me…

Here are some stepLINKS…

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