Find someone you care enough about to help you control your drinking. Preferably yourself.

I don’t like to stop drinking, after I start. I would rather not begin at all, than to stop. I don’t like the feeling of sobering up, when I know I could still be drinking. Stopping somehow feels disrespectful to the booze, and the journey.

When you are young you drink to be sociable, and when you are old you drink to be unsociable.

I have nothing to do each day, but write, drink, and run out of money.

When you haven’t had a drink for a week or so, you get the urge, feel the excitement in your gut, and your mind goes a little scrambled, you feel happy when you go to buy the booze, you get home, you lock your door behind you and say, yes, this night is mine, mine alone, my adventure, my escape, my unchartered journey, and no one can take it away from me.

To be or not to be, fucked up on whiskey, that is the question.

Alcohol let's us go on a journey. It's like paying for a ride. It maybe a ride to nowhere, but at least we get to go on that ride that we paid for. And no journey is the same. We wake up next day, usually with memory loss, usually with regret at something we did or said. But we know, we got our money's worth.

When you are young your body cannot handle alcohol, and when you get old your mind cannot handle it. Either way, alcohol has its way.

If I only drink beer, nothing stronger, then by the end of the night I can generally recognize myself as a reasonable human being, and more importantly, wake up that way.