Anonymous Aug 4, 2014 at 8:30 pm

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I guess any day where you don't die from an aneurysm while you're taking a shit or drown in a puddle of your own vomit and then death shit all over your lazy boy is cause for SOME kind of celebration...
2
Bullshit. I'm sure a liquor store is open. Wasted and sobering up by 8:30 is double bullshit.
3
Trying to open the bottle away from the counter, ARE YOU INSANE? Always have an unbreakable tumbler ready, and open the bottle carefully while bracing it against a stable surface. Continue until you can't find a stable surface.
4
What does your sack have to do with this? Bet your sack stopped caring a long time ago.
5
I was wondering what my last boss was up to. Looks like he's posting on I, A.
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Dear S.S.

Guess what- someday you will re-read your post and see
that you had insight into your problem. Also- you take
responsibility for your actions. I am guessing that you are a guy because a woman would likely beat herself up for over-eating. At least you have a single demon...
So- I think that you see that you know that you are in a rut and that you have the characteristics of someone who can beat an addiction. I suspect you have friends. Make plans in the evening that don't involve drinking, or only involve light drinking. The gym is great for getting put of the house. Try a free week somewhere. Or, join a card game. Just do something.
7
I quit partying and smoking weed at age nineteen when the War on Drugs drove the price rocketing up to twenty bucks an ounce bag, but that was just incidental to the fact that all my smoking buddies started drinking along with it.
8
Why the wariness? Dust, crumb, old fallen pasta and hair infused whiskey is what all the hot, innovative mixologists are doing these days.
9
Damn Dread! 20$ an oz bag was too much to cough up? You're either the worlds most frugal former stoner or your, like, 200 years old.
10
Except for spilling the whiskey and over-eating, it sounds like a pretty enjoyable evening to me.
11
When I was fifteen, we got lids of Panama Red and Michoacรกn for ten bucks. The flower tops did have seeds, but I wish I still had some of those seeds, today. It was back before Humboldt discovered Sensimilla, but the grass was totally blowshion. I get asked sometimes, "what's a lid"? A lid is usually one ounce, but originally, it was an equivalent volume amount to the underside of a standard sized garbage can lid, covered with weed.

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