Sometimes I wish I could scour them from my brain, but it is a lot of my adolescence and young adulthood; I had mostly good times when I was drunk and almost entirely good times when I was high.

I was not a light recreational user; I smoked pot like a chimney during all my teen years and a few nights a week in my early 20s. I popped a lot of pills, ate peyote and mushrooms (one of my favorite highs) and snorted quite a bit of PCP, MDA and cocaine. Never touched my veins (it's good to have limits ).

I said mostly good about drinking because there were some commode hugging nights and some sobbing (I was clueless about depression) plus lots of hangovers. Many a weekend was spent recovering from Friday night; those aren't so good.

But drugs...
I get the feeling it is somewhat unusual but I went to a few different schools and had a few different sets of friends and we were pretty much always fairly active. A lot of my memories are floating rivers in canoes, tossing a frisbee around, water skiing, snow skiing, hiking, camping and fishing. Went to school dances and football games, made decent grades and graduated a quarter early. I was stoned nearly all the time I did all that.

OTOH, I just talked to my oldest friend and we were remembering when we almost died in his car when he ran off the road into the median reaching for something. We were stoned. He missed the end of a guard rail (that would have split the car) by maybe a foot or so. The median was heavily overgrown with weeds which helped slow the car quickly and we were able to get back on the road without damage or injury but we had to stop until he stopped shaking enough to drive. We were out in the middle of nowhere and attracted no attention, so we just motored on to where we were headed - a small private lake my dad had property on. We got high, drank a bunch of beer, caught a lot of fish paddling around in a jon boat camped out and generally had a good time.

That was my only drug related incident where I very nearly died and even that is something that happens to people who are sober (way more likely when stoned, though).

But other than that, good times, good times. I just talked to that friend and we talked about getting together some time soon and not drinking and not getting high. Kind of like when we were in elementary school...

Anyone else have that problem? I know they are bad habits and stopping is the only reasonable choice. I am not trying to talk myself out of it.