I slipped. My walk home from work was great(its only just before midnight here) although I had that feeling of wanting trouble so I could beat the sh** out of somebody. When I feel like I could do that I start to wonder if I am a little off. Then I got home and my H had fallen asleep and left a half a beer on the coffee table so I drank it. I feel like I get a free pass since it was just left there though. Now I just want more. Considering taking a bunch of advil because I like how that makes me feel too. Wish I didnt waste my sleeping pills on my last attempt so I could take a couple, they are better than anything else I have right now.