So tonight is the last time I will ever get drunk
Well sort of. I start tomorrow. Tonight will be the last endorphin drunk anyway. So long as I stick to the plan that is. In a way it's sort of like saying good by to an old friend. Some one you got to know at an early age. A good friend. We laughed together, trusted each other, were always together BFFL, we created beautiful music and poetry, had very romantic times, traveled the world together and then they became a total azzhole who all the wile was robbing my bank account, poisoning my food, even treating my life... My precious!
Last night 15 units, yuck! Two hard shots before bed at midnight wtf was I thinking? Oh that's right I wasn't. Not in good spirits this morning but since I am one of them functional alkeyholics I know how to fake it

And I know my precious awaits me at 6PM after my Friday run the healing power of self destruction.
We are a crazy lot aren't we.
I've got the 50's so I'll cut it in half to start. Hope I am one of the lucky ones and have no side affects. I have to admit it's daunting and kinda scary the idea of being the rat in the cage. On the other hand, as a scientist myself, I'm excited about the process.
Let the experiment begin!