fuck. so...my resolve not to drink anything lasted a whole couple days. it started in that i went with my friend and my brother to help them figure out what beer to order a barrel of for their party on the twelveth. so i tasted about ten beers to give my opinion. then shaun came, and we went downtown to eat gyros. we drank instead. i drank a black and tan that shaun bought for me. then carrie came and ordered me another before i really paid attention. so i drank it and a bunch of water. then we went to the inferno, to dance to reggae, dancehall, and roots. it was okay. but i danced a lot anyway.
i was bought more drinks. i drank mostly water and ditched the last vodka gimlet.
fuck. this environment is bad for such things. like i want to play with my friends but they like to drink all the time. i like to dance but they cant do it without drinking. they cant conceive of such a thing because..well theyve never experienced it really.
so i drank. and got drunk. fuck. i didnt want to do that. i think my resolve is not very firm, coz if it was id be more ademant about telling people i dont fucking drink anymore.
i also really ahve to keep hydrated to take care of the nipples. they are doing so well, ...
thats fucking all. i like my friends, i just need to really reconstruct how we relate.
