Alcoholic Diaries

Date: 12/8/2019

I had a dream that I was at my dad's and there was this flat pallet of red wine that I was looking through. I drank a couple small bottles of some while I was standing over the pallet in the kitchen. They tasted really good and I chugged them (I hate wine in real life). Then I seen this bottle of "cutter". It was like a very tart, cranberry juice flavored mixer for wine to cut down the sharpness of the wine and I poured some of it in a cup with some beer and drank that. And then, I wanted something more so I searched daddy's cabinets for some hard liquor. I felt like I knew he had a bottle of vodka leftover from the last time he partied. I couldn't find any liquor, but when I opened one of the high cabinets above the fridge, there was a bag of weed and a pipe and some papers, which isn't surprising given most of my family are stoners. I'm very surprised I didn't pull that down and smoke some, but I must have been stressed about my job finding out and testing me. Anyways, no liquor. Eventually, I give up my search and I make a plate. I got one piece of bread, one chicken tender, and two piles of mashed potatoes. While I'm eating, daddy comes home and he's wet and mentions something about walking in the rain and me not opening the locked door when he knocked so he had to go get some kind of keys and open it. He is sad because he broke up with Linda, his ex irl. He has a bottle of fireball on the table and the whole time I see it I'm thinking I hope he puts it in the freezer it will taste so much better. And then I see another bottle next to me, only it's half empty. I say "What's this for?" He says it's for me; that he got it at a friend's house. I was very excited because that's what I wanted, some liquor. I never drank it tho, because I woke up. The end.