This one made me actually think for a bit, since to me, it's usually the other way around.

Usually it's the choices I've made that've turned sour that I think about. I remember one of the first times I smoked a cigerette. I was so fucked up in the head I could barely stand. I was too young to realize the euphoria was a result of the lack of oxygen rushing to my brain combined with a healthy dose of nicotene into my virgin neural pathways.

I still struggly with the desire to smoke.

The first time I got drunk. Man it fealt so great that I wanted to drink more.. and more.. and more.. until I was puking on some standardized test in my highschool english class, and had to drink charcoal shit at the hospital.

I still drink, but almost never to the point of 'drunk'. It's that last drink that'll screw your next day up.

I have to say one of the only things that stands out as a 'bad decision' that has turned out good is having kids. Hands down, it rocks. As an Army vet I accepted my impeding doom at an early age. Now I have a reason to order grilled chicken instead of a double bacon cheeseburger.

It's fucking crazy how an insane, crazy, live for the moment kind of guy like me can turn into a contributing member of society... hahaha.

Love my kids...