Well what a fabulous holiday for a drunk. Oh certainly used to celebrate but I celebrated this year with a good ole losing my damn mind. I think I invented new cuss words last night. I have somehow stategically pissed off everyone around me and I feel like the only people in my life that have a reason to be pissy with me are my children; smarts and funny okay maybe occassionally the trashman because sometimes I put the trashcan out at an angle not thinking that he’ll have to actually get out of the truck to fix it for the arm to lift it to empty it but other than that I should be good to go with those around me.
I tell ya there is nothing better an alcoholic woman trying to celebrate a holiday that means something other than how many drinks you can pound in an hour when all she has wanted for two weeks is to see how many drinks she can pound before she believes she is Batwoman and believes she can fly off the roof.
Stupid damn holiday…okay…carry on.