Drunkenness Is A Warm Gun

I’m not going to lie. Being drunk is fun. The after-effect is fucking awful, but the good feeling (which I usually call “buzzed”) is absolutely wonderful. I do fear alcohol, but I have to remember that you can’t live your life in fear. Reality just sometimes feels so in place that getting out of place sometimes creates mental stability. It creates head, liver and stomach instability, but everything has consequences. As far as acting stupid, fuck it. The only thing that matters is if you feel good. Of course this is sober Will talking, who has finally recovered from a fairly-bad hangover. Yesterday, I probably was in the mood to never drink again, but in all honesty, you get kicked off the horse, you get back on. Or maybe just find another horse. Let’s say that a Jager Horse knocks you off very hard, well there’s always the Grey Goose Horse waiting to be ridden, so….. saddle up cowboy! I just figure that later on in life, I’m going to be old and miserable and so I want to have fun while I still am financially, mentally and physically able. I do understand the risks of becoming an alcoholic, which is good. Most people don’t even understand the risks, which puts them a step ahead towards alcoholism. Either that or I’m just saying that to justify the fact I still want to drink. I don’t know… It’d a difficult subject. One in fact, that I need a drink in order to talk about. Haha. Anyways, while I’m on the subject of drunkenness, here’s a clip from John Cassavetes’ “Husbands.” I don’t know what to say about it, but watch it.