On those increasingly frequent nights where I feel a bout of melancholy (ala Abe Lincoln), I find it useful to get a case of PBR, a pack of smokes, and a new CD (normally of the classic rock variety). Then, I lock myself in my room and get drunk, listening to all the old songs and playing SNES or watching some Homestar Runner. Drowning my sorrows in booze is probably bad in the long term (as evidenced by my disturbing trend of rising alcoholism), but it sure as shit works for the night. You truly are one of the most important people I've ever met, man. Stay strong.
I've done that before myself, and you're right, it works for the night. But the next morning everything's back the way it was, plus by that time I usually have a hangover. In any case, I'll get by.
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