For the first time since I was probably 15, I spent the New Year’s completely sober. I made drinks for people and cooked and laughed and did all of the things one would expect to do on New Year’s eve, sans the booze. The idea of doing this, had I heard about it last year, would’ve been blasphemous. Alcohol was an integral part of my life, truthfully. I never abused it — but had a beer here, martini there. When I went out to dinner, a bottle of wine, etc. The booze never got in the way of work or family, but at times would produce mornings of dread — hangovers and thoughts of “did I drink too much last night?” squirreling through my brain. A few years back, I even started to forget the events of the previous night, semi-black outs if you will.
The past 2 or 3 years I studied booze and learned how to craft great cocktails — and took serious note to the ingredients and would spend hours making them at home instead of from the store. And for what? The net result was dreadful mornings and unnecessary calories and a wanton contribution to hasted demise. Believe me, I am not one of those folks who abstains from things in order to live longer. As a matter of fact, I am not all that interested in living long, which has been a curse in my family’s bloodline for two generations. Nevertheless, I must admit that I feel good waking up on New Year’s Day or Xmas Day or the day after Thanksgiving without a hangover. Really good.
Morning breakfast included smoked salmon on toast with lime, sour cream, horseradish and some herbs. Coffee is without sugar and a little half and half to reduce temp and improve upon flavor. I am at the gym daily, although suffering from a calf pull now, and generally interested in making my body “feel” better — because I know when my body feels better so does my mind. I am plagued by my mind, as I think too much. I analyze everything and can’t keep my eyes away from exploring new things. At times I wish I could just be a dumb southerner and rest out the balance of my days inside of a moonshine tank. Alas, I am a Northern Man of Viking descent and my brain is constantly ginning up new ways of living and improving my mode of being.
To be slothful is to be a fucking moron. The year is now 2020 — a brand new decade of fuckery awaits you.
Ciao (the most annoying form of goodbye).
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Semi black out = brown out old timer. Also that breakfast sounds spicy man
We’ve had this conversation before. I applaud your abstinence. It can only be a positive development in your evolution to Jedi. I’ve been around a while and have had only three major crises in my life. Three times were I’ve said to myself “self, how in the fuck are we gonna get out of this mess?” And all three times, alcohol was involved. I got out of those messes relatively unscathed, physically and mentally. Now at times when I find myself in the company of people that are drinking and listen to their nonsensical chatter, I realize I made the correct decision by staying sober. Cheers.
Happy New Year! Dr. Fly and family.
Ha ha elites, +120 dow ain’t what it used to be,
[paltry .4 percent]
If it was a developing bubble 4 years ago,
[hint it was]
It’s a system reverberating bubble now.
[past the point of return where consequences can be avoided]
cheers elites, if only you could remove me from my inverses!
Another year of being wrong again. Unfortunately, stupid people don’t know they are stupid.
It’s full fledged boombust condition.
You’re wrong that I was wrong.
In tracking Crack1 (feb18) and Crack2 (octdec18)
I said the 3rd would be the biggest, and final.
Right about that now too. huh?
Current incline is extremely-arguably a cliche near-vertical blowoff,
secondly, very similar to what occurred into February 2018.
So, a scenario with a demonstrably precarious height that’s bigger
than before, resembling a major breakdown in recent history.
Do you realize? How stupid you look? Disregarding your low iq?
Saying I was wrong?
I went down a similar path about a year and a half ago. Didn’t have a “problem” with alcohol, but I personally wasn’t comfortable with how much I was drinking. I would have been laughed out of an AA meeting, but it seemed like too much to me. The best, as you mention, are the mornings. You wake up every day ready to kick ass. Energy levels go up for the rest of the day too. I thought I would miss it every day, yet I truly enjoy being sober. Now I chug La Croix (don’t tease) or other sparkling water all day. It’s a new decade and alcohol is for old timers – cannabis FTW!
I know exactly what you mean