Though my list of vices has always been short and mild, I'm becoming a bit straight-edge recently. I go to bed by 9:30pm (yuck), I wake up at 5:15 on 7 out of every 14 days, I don't drink, and I don't smoke. WTF?
Ah well, as puritan as this summer has been so far, it's been kinda fun and very enlightening; and at least I have a good excuse for the recent anti-substance stance: 105mg of Effexor. I've tried binge drinking while on half that dose, and *WHOA* you don't wanna go there. The after-effects leave you probably not in the best mood to take MORE Effexor when the hung-over morning rolls around, so by mid-afternoon the "brain tremors" kick in. That's not much fun, similar to connecting your funny bone to every nervous fiber in your body, then giving it a whack with a 20oz ballpeen
Yikes.
At least the excuse sounds interesting, but it used to be that everything fun I ever did happened after 11:00. I'll adapt, I'm sure, but dammit! >.<
In other news, though not unrelated to puritanism, I'm now working at the local Center for Independent Living, designing, drafting proposals for, and handling paperwork for the renovation of homes for people with mobility-impairing disabilities. That is some seriously gratifying work, and I tend to leave work with a smile, even though it is currently voluntary work and I desperately need money. I'm working on solving that money issue with a part time job, and in about two months' time the CIL job will be a paying position. Things are looking up.
Ah, that's the other reason for being straight-edge: so far it works. I haven't been truly depressed in six weeks. Yay me!
Bottom line... my previous sentiments hold true:
Go somewhere, do something, take somebody with you, and as long as you keep your wits about you, good things happen.
Always...
You just need to be willing to accept that the good things may be small and unexpected.
To my friends in Florida: the stay was brief, the aquaintence briefer, but I fell in love with the sub-tropics, I fell in love with the lot of you, and at some point... I WILL be back.
Till then,
Peace.
Ah well, as puritan as this summer has been so far, it's been kinda fun and very enlightening; and at least I have a good excuse for the recent anti-substance stance: 105mg of Effexor. I've tried binge drinking while on half that dose, and *WHOA* you don't wanna go there. The after-effects leave you probably not in the best mood to take MORE Effexor when the hung-over morning rolls around, so by mid-afternoon the "brain tremors" kick in. That's not much fun, similar to connecting your funny bone to every nervous fiber in your body, then giving it a whack with a 20oz ballpeen
Yikes.
At least the excuse sounds interesting, but it used to be that everything fun I ever did happened after 11:00. I'll adapt, I'm sure, but dammit! >.<
In other news, though not unrelated to puritanism, I'm now working at the local Center for Independent Living, designing, drafting proposals for, and handling paperwork for the renovation of homes for people with mobility-impairing disabilities. That is some seriously gratifying work, and I tend to leave work with a smile, even though it is currently voluntary work and I desperately need money. I'm working on solving that money issue with a part time job, and in about two months' time the CIL job will be a paying position. Things are looking up.
Ah, that's the other reason for being straight-edge: so far it works. I haven't been truly depressed in six weeks. Yay me!
Bottom line... my previous sentiments hold true:
Go somewhere, do something, take somebody with you, and as long as you keep your wits about you, good things happen.
Always...
You just need to be willing to accept that the good things may be small and unexpected.
To my friends in Florida: the stay was brief, the aquaintence briefer, but I fell in love with the sub-tropics, I fell in love with the lot of you, and at some point... I WILL be back.
Till then,
Peace.
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mckenzie:
your such a cutie!
mckenzie:
dont worry u got the good end of the lollie pop 