anyway

this is probably the first hangover i have had in years.... so officially, my night-time driving career, after 2 years of it, is all over... coz i'm not even gonna bother going to work today, too sick

also, i have the worry about the porsche that hit me yesterday... i should go see the cops and make a report but i want to delay that too -- my red korean car needs a new driver's side door.... that's not expensive... i can go to a wrecker and buy a new one myself... good times, and then meet my new spanish-speaking mobile mechanic to take care of it....... but in the meantime i won't be able to open that door from the outside if the window isn't down and i am trying to keep it a secret from wifey too... will have to use the blue car and pretend there's nothing wrong... porsche guy has zero chance of getting a court to get any money out of me for his damaged 2 fenders on his slick new looking black porsche carrera -- i don't think i care much to try and make him pay for my door though

as said, first hangover in years... and on top of that -- smoking again as of 1 or 2 days ago.... cigarrettes are ridiculously expensive in australia and i don't intend to buy more -- i still have some of that medication that shuts down the addiction transmitters for nicotine and such and can just take some of that... smoking sux!

i had quit alcohol years ago... using 'aa' meetings to my advantage, but dismissing their extreme philosophy of inability to drink in a healthy, moderate way....

i don't worry about craving alcohol as the underlying issues are no longer there, but i do declare that this hangover and sore gut i now have, typical of the hangover state, is really a form of self-torture wrought daily, weekly and yearly by asians and americans and europeans the world around.... only the moslems, of all the peoples, seem to have mastered this calamity the best.....

after quitting for a long time, i took up some alcohol for the pure wicked and slutty fun element of drinking when living in los angeles, due to the excellent potential for partying there.... in new york it did not appeal to party hard with the new yorkers as they are not bodacious like california is.... in general, i enjoyed being a lousy alcoholic in australia and spain, in younger years.... even if i was a bit of a prudish guy compared to a lot of folks out there.........

after having quit some years, when living in bulgaria, after 18 months or so there, certain conditions arose, even more difficult than the norm there, in the summer of 2008 --- that i had no other option but to drink heavily to 'suck up' the exasperating circumstances...... i don't even regret that particular bout of drinking

the only ludicrously, unbelievably heavy drinking i did was in spain... and this due, i would think, to the incredibly heavy pall of catholic energy there, magical and enchanting on one hand, evil and black, on the other, as is typical of catholicism... due to infants being raped all the time and god knows what other evil matters....

however, to be fair, it's amazing for me to think how well i could avoid heavy drinking in spain, for example, in early 1996.....

anyway, the bottom line is that the worst thing about drinking is that pain experienced the next day just is not worth it... too painful... like menstrual cramps