One full week of sobriety down, and just over three more weeks to go until the end of the month, but whose counting?
On the plus side my liver is shouting out 'thank-you oh kind woman', and my stomach hasn't felt this good for weeks, maybe even months, so a reprieve from grog, fatty foods and caffeine was clearly way overdue.
On the downside, I have realise that I like to drink when I feel stressed, and I also like to drink when I feel happy and I especially like to drink when I feel relaxed, so pretty much 24/7 - I like to drink! When I was driving home from work on Friday, after a particularly hectic day topped off with a grocery shop at ALDI (let's be honest, that is never much fun), I started to think about alcohol. I usually reward myself with a drink when I get home on Friday, followed by a few more rewards in regular intervals until I roll into bed sometime later in the evening (or early Saturday morning) three parts sozzled. Well this week that wasn't an option, so I just went home and made a pot of tea, like a good nun should.
Don't drink, don't smoke, what do ya do? Remember those lines from that Goody two Shoes, Adam Ant song? Well that's my life now. No huff, no puff, and no cheeky nips, not for one whole month anyway. It's actually not really that bad if I am being honest, it's not like I drink during the week or anything, but I have come to realise that drinking on a Friday and Saturday (and occasionally a Sunday afternoon too) has become routine for me. Perhaps a little too routine to be considered healthy. I know that binge drinking is meant to be the worst sort of drinking, and I hadn't really thought of myself as a binge drinker before, but I most certainly am a binger - of epic proportions.
Aside of the obvious physical benefits, I think that this month of sobriety is also going to make me a lot more mindful of the amount that I drink in one sitting from now on, and the amount of days that I consecutively drink. I think that I have really been quite unkind to my body and probably have caused a fair amount of damage to my internal organs in my continuous pursuit of oblivion.
I have until Halloween to contemplate my previously wicked and lush lifestyle choices, because that is when I am letting myself climb (not fall) off the wagon. I am saying climb, because I am determined to not get wiped out on that weekend and fall shit faced off the back of the wagon and into the gutter. I plan to just gently easy back into alcohol, like an adult; an adult that has to take care of their damaged internal organs type of an adult. Can't be getting all sloppy in November after being such an angel in October, that's what December is for!
On the plus side my liver is shouting out 'thank-you oh kind woman', and my stomach hasn't felt this good for weeks, maybe even months, so a reprieve from grog, fatty foods and caffeine was clearly way overdue.
On the downside, I have realise that I like to drink when I feel stressed, and I also like to drink when I feel happy and I especially like to drink when I feel relaxed, so pretty much 24/7 - I like to drink! When I was driving home from work on Friday, after a particularly hectic day topped off with a grocery shop at ALDI (let's be honest, that is never much fun), I started to think about alcohol. I usually reward myself with a drink when I get home on Friday, followed by a few more rewards in regular intervals until I roll into bed sometime later in the evening (or early Saturday morning) three parts sozzled. Well this week that wasn't an option, so I just went home and made a pot of tea, like a good nun should.
Don't drink, don't smoke, what do ya do? Remember those lines from that Goody two Shoes, Adam Ant song? Well that's my life now. No huff, no puff, and no cheeky nips, not for one whole month anyway. It's actually not really that bad if I am being honest, it's not like I drink during the week or anything, but I have come to realise that drinking on a Friday and Saturday (and occasionally a Sunday afternoon too) has become routine for me. Perhaps a little too routine to be considered healthy. I know that binge drinking is meant to be the worst sort of drinking, and I hadn't really thought of myself as a binge drinker before, but I most certainly am a binger - of epic proportions.
Aside of the obvious physical benefits, I think that this month of sobriety is also going to make me a lot more mindful of the amount that I drink in one sitting from now on, and the amount of days that I consecutively drink. I think that I have really been quite unkind to my body and probably have caused a fair amount of damage to my internal organs in my continuous pursuit of oblivion.
I have until Halloween to contemplate my previously wicked and lush lifestyle choices, because that is when I am letting myself climb (not fall) off the wagon. I am saying climb, because I am determined to not get wiped out on that weekend and fall shit faced off the back of the wagon and into the gutter. I plan to just gently easy back into alcohol, like an adult; an adult that has to take care of their damaged internal organs type of an adult. Can't be getting all sloppy in November after being such an angel in October, that's what December is for!
THE WORLD'S END
Release Date: 2013
Rating: MA 15+
Running Time: 109 mins
The final instalment in the Wright and Pegg Three Flavours Cornetto Trilogy, and with incredibly huge boots to fill, The World's End still manages to keep it's sci-fi based head above water and deliver something amusing. I actually found the story about the reunification of the four friends narrative far more intriguing than the apocalypse story here; the fact there is also an alien invasion happening just made this a very unusual approach to what is essentially, an awkward homecoming movie.
Gary King (Simon Pegg) is a middle-aged washout with very little direction in life and a serious drinking problem. Gary rounds up his estranged childhood mates and convinces them to attempt 'The Golden Mile' - a pub crawl across 12 pubs in their home town. Along 'The Golden Mile', the group begins to realise that they are under some sort of attack by alien drone robots, which is escalating rapidly.
In all honesty, I didn't think that this was as good as the first two offerings in the Three Flavours Series, but it does have merit. The same old cast have assembled again, offering continuity and familiarity, and although I was amused, this just didn't feel as fresh as previous Wright and Pegg scripts, probably because the twists are somewhat predictable the third time around. None-the-less, The World's End is still worth a look, especially if you are lusting after an apocalyptic themed mayhem comedy.
FINAL SAY: A man of your legendary prowess drinking fucking rain! It's like a lion eating hummus.
3 Chili Peppers
Release Date: 2013
Rating: MA 15+
Running Time: 109 mins
The final instalment in the Wright and Pegg Three Flavours Cornetto Trilogy, and with incredibly huge boots to fill, The World's End still manages to keep it's sci-fi based head above water and deliver something amusing. I actually found the story about the reunification of the four friends narrative far more intriguing than the apocalypse story here; the fact there is also an alien invasion happening just made this a very unusual approach to what is essentially, an awkward homecoming movie.
Gary King (Simon Pegg) is a middle-aged washout with very little direction in life and a serious drinking problem. Gary rounds up his estranged childhood mates and convinces them to attempt 'The Golden Mile' - a pub crawl across 12 pubs in their home town. Along 'The Golden Mile', the group begins to realise that they are under some sort of attack by alien drone robots, which is escalating rapidly.
In all honesty, I didn't think that this was as good as the first two offerings in the Three Flavours Series, but it does have merit. The same old cast have assembled again, offering continuity and familiarity, and although I was amused, this just didn't feel as fresh as previous Wright and Pegg scripts, probably because the twists are somewhat predictable the third time around. None-the-less, The World's End is still worth a look, especially if you are lusting after an apocalyptic themed mayhem comedy.
FINAL SAY: A man of your legendary prowess drinking fucking rain! It's like a lion eating hummus.
3 Chili Peppers
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