I told my dad about my mom not letting the liquor store serve me.

He phoned me from Argentina and said it's not a good idea to mix with my meds and talked about whether I'm crazy or not but life is what I make out of it and to be sitting in this god forsaken basement and drinking that it's sad that this is the way things went with my mom and my step dad drinking his money away.

Even then, I could just go to the bar. I never thought of that.