Well...another weekend at base and I'm actually pretty fucking pumped. Super Bowl shenanigans on Sunday, then getting sent to Tampa on Monday for a week of training. The high is expected to be about 72 that day...yes please. As much as I have a love/hate relationship with the military, there are those perks. Time for food and beer! Not a fan of this dude, but it goes pretty hard.
Let me be one of the first to congratulate you on getting help. You sound like you clearly need it. But with this being The Idiot Board, your post comes across like someone posting a chapter of "The Diary of Anne Frank" on a Neo-Nazi forum.
All I got out of that was that my drinking problem has no effect on my body because I don't drink wine. Self diagnosis: I have a perfect bill of health. I have a question about this situation. I'm 32 and I drink 4 beers a night Monday through Friday. On the weekends it can vary depending on the situation but up to 12-ish a night. Is that really that bad? Also, I've done this since I was 20 and have never had any health complications to make me concerned. Disclosure: Those 4 beers a night are usually "good" beers and those 12+ beers are Miller Lite. If that matters.
Depends on the person. Depends on lifestyle factors. Some people drink a case of beer a night for 20 years before they shut their liver down. Richard Burton died at 54, but looked about 70 because he drank a bottle a day and 3 packs of smokes. Same with Ian Fleming. I think if you do more than a glass of wine or one beer, you will do more harm than good eventually. I also like to throw rocks in glass houses while sipping my 3rd beer of the evening. Drink responsibly, with dinner, not binging, and you will increase blood flow and absorb whatever a good wine or beer offers in the way of nutrients. Though the literature is constantly in dispute about the benefits of slow wine consumption. Liquor has zero value in a diet. Gramps drank one beer a day, slowly, smoked 50 years. He died just shy of 94. Dad smoked like a chimney, never drank and died at 56. Uncle is 84 and has smoked since about 19. Smokes the cheapest pipe tobacco on the market too. My mom's brother smoked 50 years, drinks a martini a day. He's hobbling on a cane, but he's 83. Sounds like a game of Roulette to me. Consult your family history. And don't smoke. Though there is a grand honor in being 90 at a pub, having a pint and a bacon sandwich. That's fucking boss.
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The "recommended" intake is two drinks per day for men and one drink per day for women. There are some long-term effects from heavy drinking that you would see after years of abuse. I'm so happy it's finally Friday evening. Holy cow.
Soooooooo apparently my phone's speaker button is in between the end call button and ignore call button. My buddy rang me mid jerk and I went to hit ignore and hit speaker which answered his call. I hit end but he definitely got three solid seconds of porno. He called right back and I answered after shutting off the porno. He asked if I was still at home or headed down to his place. I tried to lie it off but I think I just tech failed myself into getting caught cranking it. Time to drink my sorrows away.
Kicked ass in my first Trial Team tournament. Have one more trial to go before I know if I get into the semi-finals. I'm not getting my hopes up(there are 90 people competing and only eight make it into the semi-finals), but still celebrating with some Balvenie single barrel scotch. Life is good.
Motherfucking FINALLY home from work. This week has been hellacious, and I plan on enjoying this weekend to the fullest. Let the boxed wine commence! Also, I made stew the other day, and it is absolutely delicious. Crockpot win.
I was going to take it easy tonight and catch up on some work, but as we all know, that never actually happens. Or maybe it does for you people, who "accomplish" things. Anyway, I'm drinking a couple beers and have some buddies coming over to jam pretty soon. The drummer always has weed. Should be good times. And no-name whores, how you went on a two month bender is beyond me. You really must be a champion drinker. If i drink heavily three nights in a row I feel awful. I guess that's probably a good thing. Oh, I'll also throw in my RABBLE RABBLE with that weird error message after you post. If Nettdata was actually a computer wizard like he says, and wasn't really just a sales associate at Best Buy, this would be solved by now.
Meh. Hardly a bother, it'll pass. I'll take a simple coding air over having to endure the animated emoticon Faggopalooza that is other message boards. I prefer a place were people embrace booze, trumpet gallows humour and read books that don't have any pictures in them, thank you. Geez man, I drank heavy three YEARS in a row. I too felt bad afterwards, but you know, it was a GOOD type of hurt. A real sense of accomplishment, like winning a spelling bee or killing a man in self-defence.
I remember a time, many moons ago when I myself had non-sober friday nights. This was also a time when Monday Night Raw was the most popular show on TV. Nowadays, when I go drinking I do a flip-kick like Guile from Street Fighter I'm so excited. It doesn't happen as often anymore, but that's how it goes. Besides, I can't get ploughed all the time. I can't take it. I get drunker faster now and for some reason blackout on occasion. Oh well... if you don't remember it, it didn't happen....said the super-cool guy.
So, totally unrelated, but I'm pretty sure the person who invented yoga pants should win a Nobel Prize or something. They're like the warmest, softest hugs ever. AND they're cute. I wish I could just wear them always. Also, maybe I'm a super lame 24 year old, but I can't go on benders at all. I get hangovers of death.