30 October: It's a drunken Thursday!
I've re-discovered one of the benefits of being on anti-depressants: you can get really drunk, really quickly. Mmmmm. I was on my way after 2 1/2 beers, well gone by four. So I stagger home feeling a lot, that's a lot better than I did before. This is a weird experience for me. Getting drunk always used to depress me. Now I feel buzzed, relaxed, ready for anything. It's a nice feeling. Of course, the corollary of that is that I become an alcoholic or something - but that has to be better than being a pillhead, right?

(I don't believe I just wrote all that shit).

Anyway. Cheap beer. My brother. His girlfriend. We finally have a pleasant conversation. This is good. His friends are cool too. We talk football. I stagger home, and eat fish and chips. All of this is good. Very. Very. Good. 
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