I feel like you always talk about drinking. Do you have a problem?
I do have a problem. And no, it’s not a problem related to drinking. It’s a problem related to someone thinking that they know my whole life, based on tiny snippets they read every once in a while.
Do I drink? Yes I do. Do I drink every day? No I don’t. Do I drink even every week? No I don’t.
I go out, I enjoy myself, and yes sometimes; most of the time, the nights where I do tie a few on, merit a great blog. Sometimes the stories from one night can span the blogosphere for a few good posts.
My liver, otherwise known as Susan, is in perfect condition.
I like to go out and have a good time, but it does not consume or disrupt my life in a way that I would deem it a problem. So, while it may seem that I am constantly out partying and being wild, it’s really situations from one night that have developed into a great story. Because who wants to read every single day about me staying in bed watching Game of Thrones? Not me. And I definitely don’t want to write about it.
So, if this was a sign of concern, thanks but I’m good.
If this was a dig at my life style choices, think again. You know what I want you to know, the glamorized series of events, not my everyday life of going to class and doing homework and sleeping.
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