Today is Wednesday January Twentieth Two Thousand Ten. So Croakley fucked up her campaign and let the young repub out campaign her to win the election. Serves her right, she thought it was a sho in and even had el Presidente grace his with his presence. Still didn't work, I think the voters are fed up with Beacon Hill thinking that the demo party was untouchable. Considering the voter turnout being so large for special election and that it was snowing, it really shows what the voters are thinking. The voters are sick and tired of all the bullshit coming from government in this commonwealth and it was time for a change. What a change it is, to have a repub senator take the lion's old seat. I am sure it was very worn from Ted's ass cheeks and I'm wondering if they give him a new one or what? If I was Kerry I would switch seats before Brown shows up.
One year ago today I watched the inauguration of Obama while working my way thru a case of beer and then a few bottles of wine. It was the last time I drank alcohol and later that night my pop brought me to Beverly Hospital so that I could begin the road to recovery. It is interesting to me that I spent the last few days drinking something other than vodka. Budweiser was never my favorite even when I was drinking cheap american beer, I was strictly a Busch man in those days. I am sure I must have poached some from my folks stash but it was getting pretty thin from all the times I had hit it previously. I can honestly say that I thought that with enough hard work that I could stay sober but I didn't think that I would enjoy sobriety as much as I do now. I thought that life would be very boring and that I wouldn't be able to find anything fun to do sober. I have found plenty to do and am continually looking for new and different things to experience.
I like my life now and not only because I am sober. For the last few years I really didn't have a social life other than some male friends who stuck by me thru everything. I didn't like to drink in bars because people would notice the staggering amount of liquor that I could drink. I remember I was once asked to be the bartender at a wedding and the first few drinks I made were returned to me because they were to strong. I didn't even make them nearly as strong as I would have liked and people still thought it was too heavy of a pour. At a wedding for god's sake, it wasn't like the booze was going to run out. I think that I could drink a fifth in four or five drinks max and thats why I almost exclusively bought half gallons during the last years of my drinking. I am not boasting or proud of any of this, it makes me sad thinking about how much money, time, and effort I put into drinking. Booze ran my life for years and everything was centered around it.
I think thats all I am going to write for today because I am going to be writing a long self centered entry tomorrow on my one year anniversary.
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