I smoke like a nuclear power plant, drink like a fish, nothing I do is in moderation. If I told the truth about how much coke, extacy and LSD I used to do, nobody would believe me. So I don't bother with facts. The lesson for me is, I have already done more partying than I care to think about... I am partied out, done with that life. I still drink a bunch, but a kid is on the way... and I'd kind of like to see him/her grow up. Moderation is for pussies. All in or all out. Commit one way or another.

 

Like Mr Miyagi said in Karate Kid...."Karate do YES...or Karate do NO...But karate do so so...Some day. SQUISH...Just like grape!"

 

That's how my dad is/was. You offer him a cigarette, he wants the carton. Offer him a shot, he wants the bottle. Offer him a bowl pack, he wants the bag. He was hardcore into coke back in the 80's, and would wake up in the mornings on a blood soaked pillow.

Unfortunately, I grew up the same way. When I drink, I get hammered. If I can walk, I havn't drank nearly enough. When I smoke, I smoke all day. I don't like having a 'celebratory cigarette', I want to smoke a pack a day, all day every day.

Quitting is coming up though!

 

I'm just whining anyways!
still sux, but hey Pain is weakness leaving your body
(I must be one strong mutha fucka!)

 

dam, well I guess I will not complain feeling a little sore sometimes after reading all this stuff.