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Sometimes a person, even knowing that they will pay for it tomorrow, feels that the day has been just that teeny bit more hassle than, perhaps, they are paid to deal with. Sometimes, especially when that person has been paid today, they feel that the only true and healthy way to de-stress is to take a cycle ride through the crisp Winter night, head into town, find a booth in a pub, and drink a few tasty ales whilst reading a little intelligent sci-fi (David Gerrold's entertainingly bleak War Against The Chtorr series).
It's not alcoholism if you do it in public.
So I have been told.
By experts.
Experts with degrees and lab coats and glasses.
Well...it might have been me speaking to my mirror reflection.
But still, expert! |
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