Jan 18 to Jan 24 - The teetotaler

I am looking at it currently. The bill of my latest binging on alcohol. I am thinking again, those same guilty thoughts, of how I get transformed from a pennywise, 'always looking for his money's worth' gujju to a pound foolish, 'I don't care what another peg costs' drunkard in a pub. This time its a bill of a posh pub in Powai. Saffron spice, is the name, I recall only by looking at the bill. It says we had 12 pegs of Smirnoff and 20 pegs of Bacardi which put us back by a whole 4320 bucks. Nopes, it wasn't a group meeting of the alcoholics anonymous, just me and a friend of mine (refer to the entry - Patching up). Is it enough already? I have been telling this to myself for more than 2 years now. Putting away such bills as reminders, to remind me of the disgusting feeling next day - a day spent in hangover and itching my hands (have this allergic reaction when I have had a few too many) and telling myself again and again how it was just a waste of a few important thousand bucks. So, here goes now, my single most important change this week impacting my whole life now - just 60 ml of alcohol every fortnight. What? You thought I would go from those 12 odd pegs to 0 just like that? This is the single most thing I love, I can't give it up so easy. Infact I am thinking of editing that 60 ml to 90 ml even right now. But no, I will stick to it. And gradually some day, I will be the teetotaler I was...somewhere in my 11th std I think!!