March of Malintoxication, Mark II
It's been so very long since I've felt the cold, indifferent embrace of sobriety. Not to say that I've been drunk constantly since March 2006, that would be silly.
I decided to reembark upon this fateful voyage to, again, test my willpower. Now I'm living in Seattle, the land of many marvelous microbrews, I feel safe in declaring that my beer consumption has gone up precipitously. And as I have just finished enduring the sting of turning 30, a brief respite to reflect on my lifestyle habits seems warranted.
Have I become a sick alcoholic in four years time? Is the temptation here in Seattle greater than the Hobo Paradise of SoCal? Can I survive without giving in to peer pressure?
All of these questions (and more!) will be answered over the next grueling 31 days.
Greetings Fair March, you will be a worthy opponent. En garde!