So I'm almost ready to leave work. YEAH!. Going to go to the post office, cigar store, library and home. In for the night. Don't know if I'll feel like doing anything but I have the evening to myself.
Chris said there's a booze party at the Elks Friday night -- some hurricane party that's open to all. But no food. I told her I'd pass. Food is good but I told her that booze is just a waste of brain cells and calories for me. She might get pissed but I don't care. They're all headed for cirrhosis - they drink more than we ever did back in the day with the boys. I don't need that.
I enjoy drinking but I don't enjoy the alcohol making me have to give up the entire evening. And if I drank in the quantities that they drink, I'd be an alcoholic.
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