Mathamatically speaking, it makes no sense

[captain_slinky]

I've been asked to go and get my sister's stuff from The Scene of the Crime this coming Friday. I'm going to go and do it, but it's left me in a "Meh" state of mind all day long.

I've spent a lot of time considering Alcohol, and why it just doesn't make sense to me.

It's kind of like an Algebra Problem, the way I look at it.

A = Your Life.
B = Booze.

A + B < or = A, so why bother with B? B < or = 0, though many people talk about it and perceive it to be B > A!

In words... I've known plenty of folks who's life has gotten much, mush worse because of booze. But I've yet to hear of anybody who's life got any BETTER because they stared drinking.

Ready for anyone and everyone to prove me wrong.

Comments

[d-a-r-a.livejournal.com]

For many of us who have no family tendency toward alcoholism and grew up in an environment where alcohol was treated responsibly and in moderation...I think the point is that it's NOT A RISK for us. Having a glass of wine with dinner or a shot or two of whiskey at the bar with friends doesn't involve any chance of ruining my life for me. I'm smart enough to have a designated driver or cab fare if I'm going to be drinking even if it's just a few drinks. I don't drink to the point where I have physical symptoms - granted there were a few times I did before I learned where that line is for me and never wanted to cross it again. There are a lot of factors that go into how people relate to alcohol I suppose. And hell, even if I weren't gluten intolerant (no barley allowed) I wouldn't drink beer because I think it tastes horrid...but I do enjoy the taste of whiskey, sweeter wines and especially fruity girlie drinks. I've done a few silly things while tipsy but I honestly think I've done sillier things entirely sober and so making regrettable decisions while tipsy also doesn't factor in for me. I've made my most regrettable decisions while blindly in love with men who weren't worthy of me...haven't given up men entirely either. ;)