Off The Sauce

Planned on going out again today, but I got caught up watching Naruto and the British Office until 5 pm, so that plan got pushed back a day. Which is fine, because I’ve been exhausted… and really fucking sore.

That’s not new to read in this space, but I’ve decided that after just about three weeks, it’s time to play it straight and jump off the percocet train. Withdrawal can be a bitch, and I don’t need to deal with any more bitches.

So it’s fistfuls of Motrin for me, which, despite its volume, isn’t nearly as effective as one little narcotic pill.

Of course, I’m still biking, because I’m psychotic. So what if my chest feels like it weighs a thousand pounds?

I’m planning on visiting Brooklyn this weekend. Hopefully I can handle it. I think I can, though I’ll be pretty exhausted by Sunday. I am hoping to get cleared for work for November 9th or 10th, but I’m a little apprehensive about being exhausted as all fuck at the office. I do have a couch at the office, but I don’t know if it’d be that cool if I stretched* out for a nap midday.

*I wouldn’t stretch, because that would hurt. It’s just a phrase.

Notes

  1. appetiteforlust reblogged this from jordansheartsucks and added:
    see you are feeling better
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