I'm Back

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I'm back early for some dumb reason. I only realized my mistake after I had taken my first sip of whiskey. Here's how it happened: Figuring that I could show off my newly learned Japanese phrase for, 'Lets have a drink' ('ippi yarimasho') I poured her a glass of Barefoot and took it into her room and said, 'Ippi darimasho.' Kootch corrected my Japanese, then wondered why I was boozing it up on Thursday instead of waiting for Friday. I replied that I didn't want to be hungover for the Saturday flu clinic. Kootch then informed me that the flu clinic was not this weekend but next weekend (the 29th). Naturally I felt silly. Then I did the math: I could stop drinking now, play C-III the rest of the evening, and booze early again next thursday night - or - I could booze early again next Thursday night. Same thing, Thursdaynightwise.

And it is tremendously difficult for me to stop after only one drink. I hate to choke off a buzz. I love both the glorious lucidity of sobriety and the glorious abandon of inebriation, and the result is that I almost never mix the two. So I'm back early.