There is something liberating about drinking which makes you pick up the pen and want to write, or type in this case. The words might not come straight, the grammar might be off the mark, but one thing is for sure, you sure wanna right. So excuse the mistakes and the obvious errors, cos my friend, today, after more than a year, I really want to write. What is it about the human race that makes us so dissatisfied, when all that it takes to arouse a sense of euphoria, or sth close to that, is two glasses of vodka. Why are we all in this mad rush to achieve more, do more, get there faster, that we forget to enjoy the good moments. Or is it just the empty banter of an underachiever ;) Does it really take only 2 glasses of vodka. Well, you can have another one on me, is all I can say right now ;) Till later...