Straight Edge Life

A friend of mine decided some time ago to stop drinking. This made me very happy. She used to do something of a variety of drugs, drink and smoke. She didn’t jive all that well with the drugs, didn’t like being out of control. She quit doing dope and eventually quit smoking as well. Finally she decided that drinking wasn’t such a good idea either.

I was happy to see her making healthy choices, I was happy to finally have a friend in Eugene who didn’t drink. Her stated reasons for finally stopping drinking were fairly eloquent and I thought, sincere. Basically, there’s a fine line between moderate drinking and alcoholism, so why walk the line? Alcohol fucks people up. The benefits do not outweigh the risks.

Anyways. She started drinking again recently. “Moderately” or so she says. I can’t say that I wasn’t expecting it, and I haven’t lost respect for her, but I had hoped she would stick with what she said. But everyone drinks for the most part and there’s a lot of social pressure to join up. Plus, people like the way it makes them feel. Go figure. I don’t fault her for herding but I am somewhat bummed that I don’t have anyone in town to hang out with that doesn’t drink.

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