And here's another thing about staying sober for a while: you only get to bitch about something for a finite period of time before someone is permitted to take your head off, cough into the neck-hole, dribble your noggin like a basketball, then kick it into a soccer net, screaming: "Goal! Goooaaaallll!"
A few years ago I was complaining about something fairly pedestrian, unable to shake off the common problem. My friends listened patiently, alternately laughing at me and offering advice. At one point there was a pause on the other end of the line: "Are you still complaining about that?"
I got the message. Enough already. Quit it.
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