It’s true! You go ahead and let me know if you find, in your own experimentation, any mixer, any thing, that vodka does not go-with (there is even bacon vodka! — which sounds fucking fabulous).
At any rate…
There are some things that can’t be posted on FB, and that’s one of them. I mean, I would love to put the title of this post as my status, but then my other happy/positive posts this evening will be suspect simply because I’ve been drinking — but that’s a poor excuse — this is how I feel. Deep down inside, I’m a damned cockeyed optimist, which can be infuriating to my own self when I’m sober. Because when I’m sober (which is 99% of the time, I might add) I’m confronted with reality. And the current realities surrounding me are anything but happy.
I’ve known a lot of…. well no, not a lot, a couple is more like it – mean, nasty drunks. The thing is, these folks are always mean and nasty, alcohol is just an excuse. But those of us who are sloppy happy, lovey dovey when drinking, are really that way all the time. We can’t show that, or we’d get trampled by the world, but that’s how we are. That’s how I am. A mush, with a tough facade to get through the rough and tumble of day-to-day living. Mebee, that’s a New York thingie too…