You know how some people have Seasonal Affective Disorder? Where they get all sad and mopey and depressed in the winter because there’s never any fucking sun and it’s cold and grey all the time? (and by some people I mean most of Minnesota and the greater Midwest)
I’ve decided I have Seasonal Alcoholic Disorder. When the weather gets nice all I want to do is sit outside and imbibe. It’s all I think about, how I’d rather be on the shores Lake Somewherefarfromhere drinking an icy cold Leine. Or on a patio in some stupid restaurant ordering pink drink after pink drink. Or in a smoky bar listening to loud bad music drinking Captain Morgan and Diet Coke.
This cannot be normal.
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Sounds perfectly normal to me, although it affects me 24/7/365.
I have the same feeling. There is nothing better than enjoying a day drinking.
Is there a ballpark involved? Cuz I am there!
Heathen takes a break on leap year, how nice!
If I could drink, I’d be right there with you. Unfortunately alcohol and I aren’t on speaking terms.