Sep
12
2011

Fuck Fuck Fuck Shit Fuck. Because I Can.

Because I can.  The force is in ME bitches.  I can say fuck.  I can say shit.  I can say Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Shit.  Because that’s what being American is all about!

FUCK YES!

Anyway.

I love my job.

I love my friends.

I love my family (HI DADDY!)

I love my new friends. I love that I can still do all my old bar tricks at new places with new sober people and non-alcoholic drinks.  There might be some unwanted calories because this place we hang out at has the best mutha-fuckin pastries on that planet.  Holy hell.  I totally deep throated a bottle of Ginger Ale just to show I can and I learned how to play Spades while a schizophrenic – like serious psycho talked for HOURS about complete nonsense.  He was harmless (mostly because I’m confident that my friends will take good care of me) but holy hell he was borderline annoying.  It was funny when he was telling us he was okay with the fact that Spock was Jewish but when he started telling me he could weave me a blanket from the hair on his chest and back I really just wanted to get him to move on and get back to playing cards.

It took me about seven hands before I learned the concept of Spades but I’m sure I’ll do much better tomorrow night.

The schizo bought be a bottle of Ginger Ale and removed the top using his forearm and continued to keep the cap embedded into his arm for quite some time until he allowed it to fall off. I used hand sanitizer on the bottle before I drank any of it.

I also saw a bunch of cops so hot they looked like they should be in movies with very well dressed hookers getting pastries.

I seriously have a feeling sobriety is going to work in my favor.  I may talk about things I’m doing but I’ll never tell you who I’m doing them with because that’s kind of the point of AA.  It’s my business to tell you my shit, they don’t want to be a part of this world so I’ll likely be vague unless they’re cool with me blogging about fun shit we do.  The meetings themselves are amazing.  Very therapeutic.  I honestly didn’t think I needed them that bad but I see why I was encouraged to go.  I’ve met a very eclectic group of people by chance (because it was the only meeting that wasn’t at a church and was actually at ten PM so it suited my needs).  I don’t see a reason for me to go to an afternoon meeting because I’ve never been one to drink or crave drinks during the day.  I never crave a drink at work because serving that much alcohol grosses me out so it just makes sense for me to hit up a ten PM meeting when I’d normally be going to a bar where I’d be tempted to drink.  On the weekends they have a midnight one as well so I can hang out from ten to the wee hours of the morning (like I did tonight only we didn’t have a midnight meeting, just a killer fucking time).

I sat back with a group of four men and a schizo talking very candidly about life, sobriety, sex (without getting hit on other than usual banter) and openness of what it was that brought people to these points, what they’ve done to clean up their lives and how long they’ve lived the life of sobriety.  Now that I’m seeing I could have possibly MORE fun hanging out at both the bars I love with my friends who won’t pressure me and go to meetings before I go to the bar or go to meetings and NOT go to the bar I’m already seeing the world through vastly different eyes.

I’m also staying up very late, finding I have a lot more confidence and I’m REALLY fucking good at my job.

We started a thing at my job at The Fox and Hound in Ballantyne where you can come in each Sunday and we have sheets where you write down what you think the half-time and final scores will be and I’ve got a mike and will be running around the place socializing (what I do best) and we’ll be raffling off jerseys, $50 party cards and other cool shit and I get to get great tables, make great money and get a ton of attention, all of which I like.  If I’m done before ten I can follow it up with a ten o’clock meeting followed by a night of Spades and I don’t have to be up until eleven to take Jake to his eye therapy until noon each Monday so I already have a great healthy schedule ahead of me.  I’m going to be sober.  I’m going to be happy and I’m going to have all of you to walk with me down this road.

Sorry I’ve been down lately.  I’ve had some major life changing experiences in a very short time and I’m very grateful to my friends, family, doctors and wonderful support group I’ve made at AA who will help me to create this new life I’m excited to begin.

I also have a great rack.

Written by Julie Maloney in: Adventures

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