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I still can’t find my jeans. These aren’t cheap jeans either, not that you can find cheap ones anymore, but these are above $100 a pair, jeans. I was nervously trying to find them, worrying about it, going through all my stuff with the subtilty of a COPS tv show drug bust, just ripping shit apart trying to find these damn jeans, when it dawned on me… I could snort that, $100, in one night EASY back in the day. I thought about the 8 balls I’ve bought over the years, the money right up my nose or mixed with baking soda… all the drinks, crazy nights… just hemorrhaging whatever cash I had from bar-backing or doing comedy. I stopped worrying about my jeans. Losing some jeans? Pffft. At least it wasn’t money lost doing blow.
Former hard-core drug use, abuse, addiction doesn’t have a lot of upside, but that is one of them and I know that I’ve mentioned this before, but it makes it easier to deal with brief and minor monetary loss when you know damn well that you wasted more money than that in one night of partying many, many times.. My brain always goes to the cost of cocaine, how much I blew on some nights… then I do some mental gymnastics… it’s a lot better to lose money this way than buying coke… this can help when you lose jeans, it can assist in erasing that feeling of stupidity for losing an expensive article of clothing, but that “at least it wasn’t an 8 ball” attitude can be quite the hinderance once you get a Guitar Center credit card. Hmmm nice Strat…at least it’s not an 8 ball.
Drop Out, Smoke Crack, Get MBA 