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p .main-container #login input[type=text], .main-container #login input[type=password] .main-container #login input[type=text] .main-container #login input[type=password] .main-container #login div .main-container .remember-forgot .main-container .main-container .main-container #login div label .main-container button .main-container #social .main-container #social span .main-container #social span.facebook .main-container #social span.google .main-container #social span.twitter .main-container #social span.yahoo .main-container .main-container .My name's Carlos and I'm five-and-a-half years sober and addicted to 7's. These girls didn't look like old men in trench coats or homeless guys stealing coffee.Drinking lemonade on double dates had me nervous with a guard up to impress and with only a couple of years sober and a major lack of adult experience, I was exposed as immature and not ready.
I was like the captain of the Titanic who saw the iceberg miles ahead and still went on the course to sink.That's not a drug—it's a 1-10 level of attraction scale and point system widely used by morons. They were Super 8's: the kind of girls who have celebrities on their "been there, done that" list. A month ago, I met my sober actor friend, who happens to have an entourage of sober girls, at Pinches Tacos on Sunset.I fell in love with one of them and we dated for several years.She liked to drink wine and smoke pot when she felt like indulging in her hippie Oregon roots. I loved her and replaced one addiction with another: women.