President's blog

So, it's been one month sans ethanol. I think I've made it through the worst of it. I've managed to not acquire any new addictions, which surprised me - I know it's pretty typical to start smoking either weed or tobacco but I'm doing neither. I run a lot though, as in, exercise, I guess that counts, maybe? I don't feel like I'm dying, which is great. 

I still want to drink. There's a voice in the back of my head telling me it's okay to just have a little, just one beer, but I'm staying the fuck away because I know it'll be eight.

Next update at 6 months!

Meanwhile:

For the past six years I've been getting drunk more or less every day. I've missed lectures, appointments, even dates. I've had to go home from work, simply being too sick to do my job. I reached an end point today. No specific dramatic incident occurred, I've just had it with shitting blood every day, I've had it with making up excuses for why I can't make it to study groups, I've had it with the pretend-support from all my friends who tell me to just have one more beer when we go out. I'm fucking done. I just poured out about three hundred dollars worth of whisky down the toilet, I've thrown all my glasses in the river, I'm never touching alcohol again and I want the Ghetto as my witness.
Tits for your time.

So I found out a couple of days ago that my ex-girlfriend of two years is getting married to the guy she broke up with me for in February. I have exams this month and I have to study but tonight, I just fucking can't, there's just no way I can cope with both things at once. I'm alone and I have a great big bottle of whisky and music to keep me company, I live close to a river and the weather is nice so I could go dangle my feet in the water off a pier and get stupendously plastered, but somehow that seems inappropriate. What do I do, Ghetto? 
Tits for your time:

 

Hosianna in the highest!

Can't wait for his explanation on this and the inevitable blaming of the liberal media.

Fucking Silkworm, you guys have heard of this band, right? Active 18 years and made fucking sweet records from start to finish. Early records include Joel RL Phelps on vocals:


who left the band because of booze pretty early on, after which the rest of them (Tim, Andy and Michael) made the record Firewater, mostly about alcohol abuse:

They continued to make outstanding music until drummer Michael Dahlquist was killed:
 
by model Jeanette Sliwinski*, who attempted to commit suicide by ramming her car into somebody else's car - the one Michael was sitting in (she killed three people and broke her leg. What a fucking stupid and inconsiderate way to attempt suicide! Three years for manslaughter, she's out of prison now, hopefully feeling better about herself). After which the two remaining members - Tim and Andy - went on to form a similarly amazing band, Bottomless Pit:

In the end they'd released ten full-length albums and worked up a debt totaling around half a million bucks. A documentary is in the works and is supposed to be done relatively soon:

Krokodil is a drug made from various over-the-counter pharmaceutical products and gasoline. Injecting it makes your skin scaly and your soft tissues rot and fall off. It sounds like some shit you'd make up to scare kids with, right? Some if not most of you will have heard of it but I figured this might be of interest anyway.

Fair warning, this is one of the most heavily neo nazi-infested music scenes around, but fuck me do they ever make good music.