Solace doesnt come in a bottle

One weekend while I was recovering from an exceptionally stupid saturday it dawned me that I wasnt much of a drinker…anymore.

There was a time where I was that party chick.  I’d throw em back and rock out.  I’m now a wine or brew sipper.   It could be the fact that i’m tired of being captured in pics  hot, sweaty and inebriated. Or it could be my body isnt processing the sugar in alcohol properly.

Let me expound.  Depending on what I think  the overly liquor smell is nasty.  I’ve never been a proponent of the fruity drank but, I see why some drink them.  That just leads me to a bigger question for some…do they just drink because it’s par for the course to look cool while going out?

I’m off topic…

I really don’t know what i’m going to do if my life ever gets hard and i find myself needing a strong drink.  It won’t be whiskey, cognac or bourbon. Maybe it’ll be a six pack I can easily treadmill off.

Either way i guess if i hit rock bottom i wont be drinking away my pain.

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~ by bewradley on March 5, 2010.

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