Ok so I don't have much time. I drive to Irvine, only to have to turn around and come all the way back. Linda called and told me she had a $20 RIGHT there, and I said YEAH! The problem was too was that I thought I'd pick up in Irvine, and then am told, "no I have to go get it." U-turn right then, right there. That most likely met, front money again and get screwed. I can't do that when the money is half someone else's that told me NOT to do that. Lost track of time, but got to Linda's, was told that yeah Aimee and Don played me AND then played Linda for $30, so Cody beat the crap out of Don and demanded that he and his mother Aimee leave. The cops came with social services....it was a HUGE fuckin mess. Linda whipped out a line and YESS....Goddamn I finally felt HUMAN again! It occured to me too, that every night I've smelled gas that comes and goes where I work. What if THAT has been the source of my damned chronic fatigue? Because after 12 days of not doing meth I should have felt back to normal, and the Doc couldn't find anything wrong in my blood work. The Vietnamese family I work for had taken the stove and oven out of the kitchen, moved to garage, but not professionally. My patient's dad did it himself. It looks like some half assed tweeker fucked around with it. Anyway, Christ, I think there might be a leak or something. That would explain ALOT. I was PISSED to read yahoo is removing 360. FUCK. I wish people would leave shit alone when they work fine instead of making dumb ass changes that suck for almost everyone! Soon, I'll have to go and just journal on the PC, fuck the web, as I'm at the mercy of constant changes by dick heads. I feel so relieved to feel fuckin NORMAL, like my old self again. I went out and got 2 work tops with Cody and Linda. Then we each gambled $20 on those damned lottery tickets. Cody and his motley crew of bad boys were over, you can see them. Never a dull moment in that place. I freaked when I heard the cops came and were comin.....later days guys...big drama as usual. Now they are after Aimee's ass big time, but hopefully can sort this out in Irvine tomorrow after work.
I may have found the source of this CURSED chronic fatigue..
I don't often post replies to your entries, and often scan your posts rather than give them the thorough read that they deserve, but I just wanted to say that I really enjoy your posts that I do read. The stream-of-consciousness style of writing combined with the block-of-text formatting and the colour choices can make it difficult (for me at least) to read your posts at times, but when I make the effort I find that I'm well rewarded with some insight, chuckle, or tidbit.
So keep up the good work TJ!
So keep up the good work TJ!
Thanks for the info, Dave. I know my posts can be long, but writing is the only way I have to be completely honest and it is an outlet of sorts. I really relate to Nikki Sixx in his book, "The Heroin Diaries." He said his journal was the only friend he could confide to about EVERYTHING, and I totally understand that...thanks again though.