I'm back again. After almost a month of binge drinking on the weekends (couple of 3 day ones too) I have to stop. I have to. Dammit. My good intentions are worthless.
I'm laying here on the couch--I'm just sore all over for some reason. I'm probably the only person on earth that can pull muscles by being a lazy butt laying on the couch all day. No, really I don't know what the deal is. I didn't do anything yesterday to strain myself (except for curls with my beer drinking hand unfortunately)...

I stayed up until almost midnight watching tv. Inside American Jail was on. I need to remember when this show is on and watch it more. I've caught it once before. It generally revolves around drunk people just getting to jail before they get bailed or go to court. They are generally making an ass of themselves. It's the real not so pretty part of drunkeness (if there is pretty-- I guess I mean they aren't laughing having a good time) It's kind of disgusting but I find it hard to stop watching once...

I'm back. Unfortunately I went on a drinking on the weekends binge for awhile. I was drinking thru the week too but really bingeing on the weekends. Friday I bought an 18pk. I drank 7 and Saturday I drank all day until there were only 2 beers left. I left them only because I passed out on the couch. This morning at 11am I drank the last 2 beers. I just couldn't leave them be. But vowed and carried thru that I didn't go and get anymore.
I'm going to the dr tomorrow (not telling her anything...