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ceebeegeeI love being buzzed. I love the feeling of 2-3 beers inside me, roiling around, changing my perspective just slightly, making me feel good. Low lights, music, a fuzzy cat flopped out on the couch, tiny tummy going up and down. Why can't life be like this all the time?
