Saturday, November 03, 2012
Dear Paul . . .
I am in a quandary. Although being in a quandary is much preferable to being in a quarry, I desperately need your expert advice.
You like your beer, so I purchased two 12-packs for your May visit. It was good stuff too — Sleemans and Corona. But you were on the wagon and refused my well-meant offerings. I do not fault you for this, but your decision has caused me significant consternation.
Because I was left to my own devices, I began to drink like never before, with almost reckless abandon. Just six months,short months later all 24 have been consumed: an absolute record for me — four per month or just about one per week. I am alarmed to have drunk at such a frenetic pace.
Do you think my case is serious? Should I enroll in treatment, or should I just dry out for awhile. When do you reckon it would be safe for me to purchase more, or should I abstain until the upcoming holiday season is over — if not forever?
Just sign me, Perplexed and Nervous AC