No, thanks.

?No thanks,? I tell her. ?Some say that you can drink your sorrows away, but others argue **** just makes them worse.?

?I always say, who cares what anyone else thinks?? Janet says. ?What do you think you should do? What?s Whisper?s personal take on it??

?Janet,? I tell her, sighing, ?tonight, mine are the last thoughts I feel like I should be acting on.?

?Well, then maybe a drink isn?t your best idea. Maybe you?d be more comfortable at the strip club down the street.?

?Nah. Those would just be easy women. Women are my main problem anyway, & it?s the old saying: Easy come, easy go.?

She walks away, & I can?t blame her. From an outsider?s view, it must seem there is nothing that will pick me up. Deciding I need to be completely alone for a while, I drag myself back home.