Uh just writing during my small period of concious sober time which has become so preciously small.

This morning was a constructive day. I did jack shit. I woke up around sometime, I think my clock got up and ran away at this point. I ate breakfast, shortly followed about 5 minutes later by lunch. After that, I sat in my boxers and watched tv for awhile. Eventually I got up and went to the pool for an hour or so. Took a shower and sat around again till it was time for work, which was a little before 6. It was beautiful...

Anyway work. Orientation day. I got $8 an hour to fill out paperwork, eat pretzels, and learn how making fun of disabled people is funny, but a no-no on the job. Yeah I'm making 8 dollars and hour and I will be cleaning the little glass boxes that hold the rolls. Yeah and I can totally take home the bread and cookies at the end of the day. Who has a better job than you? Thats right, I do.

I was going to shroom it up with andrei tonight, but that never happened. Then I was supposed to go to a party and get piss drunk with pascale, going with andrei and joe, but that never happened. And quite frankly ive worn my body out and im think its best to let that brain chemistry of mine even out from all the junk been messing with it.