I have only one friend that drinks. He just had a heart attack, so I think his drinkin' days are over. He drank wine with dinner -- too much wine. He like the taste of it.
I imagine he liked the buzz he got too. I'm sure he enjoyed losing the finer inhibitions of normal conduct that booze and drugs bring about. I can see what it does; I just don't understand why enjoyment has to come from losing self-control. Never did; never will. I'm a jockett and enjoy the natural adrenalin rush of heavy exercise. No control lost, just exhiliaration felt. THAT I understand.