So Much For Going Four Days

So last night I broke the four day vow, went up to the corner. I initially went there to hop on their internet, it was rainy outside and there wasn’t a dry place to sit. After two hours of drinking water and reading the deck building book (start next week!) I was ready. Two hours of sleep the night before (not that I stayed up late, really), at work at 7:00, long day, I figured I was due a good nights sleep. And that I got. 7:30 to 9:30 water, 9:30 to 11:00 3 pitchers, 11:00 to 12:00 3 16 ouncers and 5 shots of So Co (bar dice were good to me), and 12:00 to 7:30 was zonked out time, greatly needed it. I’m not sure if I feel better in the morning after a good night’s sleep after drinking or sleeping like shit without alcohol, toss up. But I knew I needed the sleep, I think that was the deciding factor. I’ll do my best to be a good boy till Friday. A friend of mine sent NYC chic an email, I was surprised at how many good qualities she gave me (didn’t think I had that many). I think I posted a comment to her site too, hope I’m not a stalker now or something creepy like that (I’m a nice guy, I hope).

One topic that came up last night was money. Most people have the piggy bank and save their change, I have this weird habit of saving every $1 bill I get. I have a stack of $1’s at home and I can usually control myself and not touch them. Yeah, the financial adviser would yell at me and tell me to invest it, I guess if they were in a money market account they’d earn $50 a year, but I have a bad habit of dipping in to the money market account, spending $100 in singles is a little tougher. Way too easy to go to the ATM and pull out $500 and go to the casino, but going to the casino with $500 in one dollar bills would get me an evil look from the cashier (it’s bad enough with all $20’s). The ATM brings up another topic; since I have been known to go to the casino in the past and pull out cash from there, I no longer keep any large amount of money readily available. I’ve done way too many stupid things with money on numerous drunken weekends. That said, I am the poorest financially stable person in the world. Pull out $200 on Friday, get gas, carton of cigarettes, 30 pack of beer, $10 bottle of vodka, lemonade, and I’m broke by Wednesday. And I purposely pay extra on the house, send the financial advisor money, dole out everything I can just to get the available balance down as low as possible. I’ve even given Pops $500 in the past just to hold on to for two weeks; I know asking him for it back would be embarrassing so it’s safe there. All these little tactics just to keep myself happy, kind of like lifting weights, if I don’t go I feel like crap, if I blow my wad (cash) I get depressed. I think I need to see a therapist for the drinking/sleeping thing. Not that I want to quit drinking, but I would like to sleep a little better.