It's 2am and I am feeling pretty damned good! It's been 5 weeks since I've had more than 2 drinks in one night.
I decided to have a go at it tonight. It's a good thing I don't have far to walk.
I've managed to polish off a 6 pack of beer by myself. It wasn't fun, it wasn't easy...ok, I lied, it WAS easy..but it wasn't fun.
I made an obligatory appearance at my aunt's 60th birthday party and all it did was depress me because she could dance more than I could. I stayed for about an hour then begged off with pain as the excuse. Truth was, I just wanted to dance and I knew if I stayed, I'd try to get out there and move.
Instead, I came home where I can drown my sorrows in a few bud lights and crawl into bed.
I can't wait until the doc clears me to cumbia and polka and shake my goove thing!
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xxEmaeraldxx
21:58 Oct 27 2008
Now you are back in the groove, I hope its all going good!