6-6-04

[rosie read and post]

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Twenty-Four Hours A Day

A.A. Thought For The Day

Drinking is the way we alcoholics express our maladjustment's to
life. I
believe that I was a potential alcoholic from the start. I had an
inferiority
complex. I didn't make friends easily. There was a wall between me
and
other people. And I was lonely. I was not well adjusted to life. Did
I
drink to escape from myself?

[Kirk S.]

I did...

The only problem was that I woke up ME the next day...

Kirk S.

"rosie read and post" <readandpost@yahooORhotmail.com> wrote in message
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> ************************************************** *********
>
> Twenty-Four Hours A Day
>
> A.A. Thought For The Day
>
> Drinking is the way we alcoholics express our maladjustment's to
> life. I
> believe that I was a potential alcoholic from the start. I had an
> inferiority
> complex. I didn't make friends easily. There was a wall between me
> and
> other people. And I was lonely. I was not well adjusted to life. Did
> I
> drink to escape from myself?
>
>

[rockhound]

On Mon, 07 Jun 2004 03:20:31 GMT, "Kirk S."
<kspradling@nospamkc.rr.com> wrote:

>I did...
>
>The only problem was that I woke up ME the next day...
>
>Kirk S.
>
>"rosie read and post" <readandpost@yahooORhotmail.com> wrote in message
>news:bBMwc.38791$to.23093@twister.rdc-kc.rr.com...
>> ************************************************** *********
>>
>> Twenty-Four Hours A Day
>>
>> A.A. Thought For The Day
>>
>> Drinking is the way we alcoholics express our maladjustment's to
>> life. I
>> believe that I was a potential alcoholic from the start. I had an
>> inferiority
>> complex. I didn't make friends easily. There was a wall between me
>> and
>> other people. And I was lonely. I was not well adjusted to life. Did
>> I
>> drink to escape from myself?

Hi Kirk, welcome to my lonely AA meeting.

[rockhound]

On Sun, 06 Jun 2004 23:30:33 -0400, rockhound <helo@null.com> wrote:

>On Mon, 07 Jun 2004 03:20:31 GMT, "Kirk S."
><kspradling@nospamkc.rr.com> wrote:
>
>>I did...
>>
>>The only problem was that I woke up ME the next day...
>>
>>Kirk S.
>>
>>"rosie read and post" <readandpost@yahooORhotmail.com> wrote in message
>>news:bBMwc.38791$to.23093@twister.rdc-kc.rr.com...
>>> ************************************************** *********
>>>
>>> Twenty-Four Hours A Day
>>>
>>> A.A. Thought For The Day
>>>
>>> Drinking is the way we alcoholics express our maladjustment's to
>>> life. I
>>> believe that I was a potential alcoholic from the start. I had an
>>> inferiority
>>> complex. I didn't make friends easily. There was a wall between me
>>> and
>>> other people. And I was lonely. I was not well adjusted to life. Did
>>> I
>>> drink to escape from myself?

>Hi Kirk, welcome to my lonely AA meeting.

Ron's passed out. Can you chair?

[rockhound]

rockhound rummages through ron and kirk's pockets for quarters to
stick in the basket. swaps out kirk's playboy mag for a 12x12.
leaves.

[Kirk S.]

Rock,

I got a bit burned out going to meetings listening to the oldtimers talk
about how miserable they were while drinking, their lost jobs, cars, wives,
etc. I probably was at the wrong meetings however the prayer and religious
message was a problem for me. I don't have a problem with there being
something more powerful than myself; it simply isn't a God created in Man's
image.

I grew impatient and really didn't feel much in common with a group of
people sitting around chugging coffee, chain smoking and telling me to keep
coming back. I realize that I was there more for them than myself.
However, I was all into how everything affected me and didn't really care
about their stories or what I could get out of them to apply to my life.

What I do know is that I spent my life trying to control everthing around me
and blaming that lack of control for how out of control I felt.

I took what I wanted and left the rest. I believe the problem never was the
alcohol and always has been me. Environmental or genetic factors don't
really matter at this point. For me, understanding how I became dependent
upon alcohol doesn't really matter nor does it help me move forwards.
Understanding that there are no shortcuts and life is to be lived on it's
terms, not mine, is essential for my own happiness.

Or, I may simply be insane...

Kirk S.
"rockhound" <helo@null.com> wrote in message
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>
> rockhound rummages through ron and kirk's pockets for quarters to
> stick in the basket. swaps out kirk's playboy mag for a 12x12.
> leaves.

[rockhound]

"Kirk S." <kspradling@nospamkc.rr.com> wrote:

>Rock,
>
>I got a bit burned out going to meetings listening to the oldtimers talk
>about how miserable they were while drinking, their lost jobs, cars, wives,
>etc. I probably was at the wrong meetings however the prayer and religious
>message was a problem for me. I don't have a problem with there being
>something more powerful than myself; it simply isn't a God created in Man's
>image.
>
>I grew impatient and really didn't feel much in common with a group of
>people sitting around chugging coffee, chain smoking and telling me to keep
>coming back. I realize that I was there more for them than myself.
>However, I was all into how everything affected me and didn't really care
>about their stories or what I could get out of them to apply to my life.


Yeah - i have no genuine lasting interest in those meeting rounders
either. Like, where'd the ha-ha go? There was supposed to be ha-ha
about it all. Life is waaaay more fun down on the street corner,
trying to convince real drinkers how it is that you've gotten sobered
up. Next time i go to an AA meeting i'm bringing the Crown Royal.

It's almost like, roomfuls of modern day therapees, each struggling to
theorize how to do, what nobody told them, has already been done, or
something.

Further, if ur not looking, they'll sometimes even try to steal your
playboy mags.


>"rockhound" <helo@null.com> wrote in message
>>
>> rockhound rummages through ron and kirk's pockets for quarters to
>> stick in the basket. swaps out kirk's playboy mag for a 12x12.
>> leaves.

rockhound, having returned, looks about the room, and notices Geoff,
still staring, immobilized, in shock, out the window at his ex-life.
Slips her secret weapon, the infamous tire valve stem remover, into
his non-smoking fingertips, and grabs a seat, trying hard not to
interrupt JB and rosie.