Why is it these times that I always know exactly what I want, exactly how to get it, and exactly how I want to live my life, are always the times I’m too drunk to actually do any of it?
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Carry a notepad. That way if you’re not too drunk to write, you can write it all down, and then act on it when you sober up (assuming what you write actually makes any sort of coherent sense.)