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My best friend just came back from a trip to austria. She had waht sounds like an incredible experience. not only that, but she got drunk for the first time in her life. the first three times actually. I'm really glad she enjoyed herself, she really needed a break. hearing her stories from the trip, it makes me wonder exactly what it is i've got against drinking, if anything. after all, it can be all sorts of fun. I sort of miss partying and altered states. not that i've sworn them off, but i haven't really had the chance for a while. the people i hang out with are the type of folks who prefer to entertain themselves, which is entirely admirable. but every now and again, a bender can definitely be a welcome change. thus my dilemma over where to spend prom night, sober in michigan at the boy scout's, or at a party. the danger of michigan is that it will end up being a handfull of us single folk, ie, me, steve, wellsy, watching movies while the couples get their mack on. too depressing. on the other hand, it's an equally depressing thought to picture getting wasted with people i'm not great friends with and possibly getting with someone random out of pure desperation. damned if i do.....at least i love wellsy, right? blahhhh. no more thinking about the prom, it's really quite pathetic of me. after all, some people don't get to go to a prom, or even get all fancied up and spend the night out. it'll all work out in the end. i just have to not think about it. or perhaps not think quite so much--another positive side effect of narcotics. hmmm. temptation..and you know what oscar said about temptation"the only way to be rid of a temptation is to give in to it."words to the wise?