ME: That’s great, baby.
DREW: Yeah, I feel so clear. You know, you really see things differently when you’re sober all the time, it centers you and your mind works differently. I don’t even want a drink, a beer sounds gross to me right now.
ME: What are you going to do when you go on tour in a couple of weeks, are you going to try to keep it up?
DREW: Oh, I’ll still be completely healthy. I won’t need to go back to the old ways.
ME: Wow. So zen. So clear.
DREW: I know. I’m way past you now. We’re going to be like that movie with Heath Ledger where they’re both junkies and then he has to leave her because he’s got his shit together and she doesn’t.
ME: That’s so sad. If only I could keep up with how magical you’ve become.
DREW: I know. I’ll have to find someone younger who doesn’t need to party.
ME: And I guess that means I’ll have to find someone younger who can hang.
DREW: Well that should take about two minutes because you’re a whore.
ME: Well, I’m not going to sit around and cry because you’ve left me for one of those plain jane retards you’re constantly cultivating that believe your bullshit. If you want though I’ll write down some makeup tips for you to hand out to the next one. I’ll use the google translater to put it in German.
DREW: You are a penis flytrap. You are a maenad vibrating me into madness.
ME: That doesn’t sound very zen at all. Maybe you need a drink.