I rarely if ever drink just because alcoholism runs in my family and I don't wish to know myself when I'm just utterly trashed. When I'm having a bad day, my mind wonders enough into the regions of my head that I don't like visiting. I can't imagine how bad it would be when I'm having a bad day and I'm just drinking my sorrows away.
I like to keep company when i drink and in a good mood. Good times are had by all
