Well, that was dumb.
I drank Wednesday. It went horribly, I argued with wife and my daughter, and then called in sick on Thursday. Still licking my wounds. Mostly disappointed in myself for knowing better, but not doing better.
Also wondering at what point I became a mean drunk. I don't remember being mean before, but I was spewing some hate this time. I suppose it doesn't matter if I am never getting drunk again, but I found it curious.
Ah me. Glad to be back among the sane. If anyone was wondering what it's like back on the other side - it still sucks. Don't bother finding out for yourself.