Aaron and I tried a “non drink­ing” test run at the Honest Lawyer yes­ter­day. I’ve never really needed alco­hol to have a good time around peo­ple like Aaron and Trolley. For some rea­son I already get pretty hyper and already act crazy around them, like I’m an energy sink. I’ve always viewed alco­hol as another tax that I was shelling out for, like cig­a­rettes or lot­tery tick­ets for some.

It was good to be more con­scious about every­thing going on and not have to feel like shit the next day. Aaron wants to try giv­ing it up alto­gether or drink­ing every other time we go out, but I’m pretty fine with cold turkey. I doubt I can com­pletely give it up, espe­cially since red wine goes with my beef spaghetti so well and the fact that so much alco­hol tastes so good by itself, but I’ve never really felt the need to swig the liq­uid courage. The crav­ing for an occa­sional binge will always be there, of course, but those are few and far between.