why I can't stop drinking

This blog used to be called "Why I Can't Stop Smoking." Well, I did stop smoking. Now I need to stop drinking. The only thing is, every day there seems to be a reason why I can't just yet. It worked before, so—here goes! Today's reason

4.25.2007

i will never b done in time

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Two weeks today. My back hurts, my knees hurt, I am covered with white paint and I have only kind of finished two bedrooms. Well, OK, one ba...
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4.21.2007

how true, how true

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4.20.2007

surfin' seagulls

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They're catching the wave, and I'm not. (click pic to enlarge)
4.17.2007

living in one room

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Why I can't stop: I have to hide out in the only warm space until it stops snowing.
4.16.2007

high tide

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It washed across the road on either side of my house—and it's comin' around again.
4.15.2007

the morning before

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The only trace of jet lag I have is that I want to eat dinner at breakfast time. Today I had steak for breakfast. Why I can't stop jones...
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4.13.2007

my new best friend

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Harley Motorcycle Mama Betsy Why I can't stop: She's headed up to Everest with Biff!
4.10.2007

farewell party

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When you have the kind of party where everyone winds up sleeping over—someone on the couch, on the areobed, in the guest room and even in my...
4.08.2007

happy pagan fertility holiday

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4.07.2007

it's after 5:00 somewhere

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And it's almost midnight in Kathmandu. . .
4.05.2007

the schedule

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Mammogram, gyn exam, dentist. I know, more than you need to know. But isn't it enough to drive one to some form of substance abuse? Espe...
4.04.2007

top o' the world to ye

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I went, I saw, I upped, I downed.
3.18.2007

not to mention the wheel

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Shouldn't there have been a better evolutionary model than the knee?
3.17.2007

to abuse or not to abuse

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I'm actually not sure whether this photograph supports why I can't stop or why I MUST stop.
3.12.2007

drive-thru daiqueris

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New Orleans is not really a town for anyone with a jones for anything.
2.21.2007

dinner for three

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One described the other, memorably if inelegantly, as behaving like "a motheaten elk in rut." Oh brother. Pass me another Molsen. ...
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2.15.2007

a toast to pepito

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"He was the last of the old timers," said Jimmy, when he called to tell me. Pepito taught Jimmy, and all the other kids in Makawel...
2.14.2007

first comes love, then comes

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marriage. . . and then you REALLY need substance abuse

problem of the day

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Last night I dreamt that I was smoking. Cigarettes. Which I actually haven't in like a year and a half. Except in my dreams. So this mor...
1.20.2007

warning

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This page to be reactivated soon. Or else possibly whatismyfuckingproblem. Frankly, I'm tiring of the PG thing. Life is way more interes...
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The sister of the President of the Garden Club, a former journalist (People, Life) and now vacation rental property manager on an island once known as Claudia's Island, Claudia has honed her bedmaking skills and seldom travels without a truckload of substandard chairs.
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