Alcoholism in the morning

Since I've started the late shift I've found that the hours between 8 AM and 11 AM hold nothing but wonder and amazement. Be it watching all the tv shows I've been missing out on (via the unfailingly useful ninjavideo), sitting around drinking coffee just because, reading for an hour or so prior to leaving for work, OR (in a turn toward the crude) drinking in the morning and then heading off to work. Morning beer started a long time ago as, I think, a bonding action between the three roommates. Times were tough and we had all adopted a sort of devil-may-care attitude, directly symbolized by the fact that we were drinking in the morning and didn't give two shits about who saw us.

By now, though, things have settled down into a kind of easy routine, so why is morning beer still around? The initial conclusion to be drawn is that this apartment is inhabited by alcoholics, which may be true, but isn't really of any import with regard to this discussion. I think that morning beer has come to be a sort of carving out. The majority of my time may belong to Cigna these days, all the rules and required behavior and fake niceties (and caring, and sympathy, insert other, similar qualities here) constantly a necessity in the workplace, but in the morning I can carve out a 10 minute period of my day where all of that just doesn't matter and I can do whatever the fuck I want, which includes drinking a beer immediately upon waking.

The end.