Hi! I’m an artist (narcissistic broke person) living in New York City and I’m a loveable, batshit crazy alcoholic. For those of you who haven’t been to our fine concrete jungle where dreams are of (that makes no sense Jay-Z), it’s like Sex in the City but NOT AT ALL. And it smells like pee poop in the summer. NYC basically sits on your chest and pours liquor down your throat. She can be a real asshole. Alcohol is everywhere here and they even deliver it to your front door. That’s not a joke. THEY DO. I’m trying to get sober for the second time. How fucking stupid is that? I thought I had it down to a science, made it through three years without a drink, and then had a beer one night just for shits and giggles. Before I knew it, I had misplaced half of my underwear wardrobe and remained drunk/hungover for just about six years (hence the name of the blog). This alcoholism and recovery thing is serious business but it is also so fucking insane that it just happens to be hilariously funny at the same time and I really try hard to find the humor in the disaster. I also do a lot of Oprah ugly crying so I guarantee you it’s not all puppies and ponies up in here. I’m gay even though I have a beard (WHAT?) and I have a Chihuahua even though I’m fat (CONTRAST) so if you have a problem with either one of those things, better pick up the phone and call your therapist Linda right away. Please follow this blog so you are updated to new posts! And comment! Your strength is my strength and I want to meet great people through this blog! Let’s be sober sisters! We can stay up late talking about vodka and how we used to throw up on people. And if we get bored, we can give each other French braids!