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2006-03-15 - 09:46 So Lincoln asked me to marry him last night. He was drunk. He doesn't remember it. Figures. I love Linc. In my fantasy world, I do want to marry him, but I don't think it's a good idea in real life. I need him to lay off the sauce. He was so impossible to deal with last night. In the last hour or so, right before I kicked him out of bed around 2:30 or 3:00, he wasn't even forming words anymore. The two of us really need to get back on the wagon. I know he's not big on AA's little religion and especially not the part about being powerless over alcohol, but he is. He can't have a drink or two and be reasonable. He always has to get completely wasted, and I think I'm enabling him. It would kill me to have to separate from him because of the alcohol, but I would rather it kill me than him.
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