2002-07-06 - 9:34 p.m.
2002-07-06 - 9:34 p.m.
no, i am not dead.
(unfortunately?)
i havent cut myself in a while. well, ok, that's a lie, i cut myself less than a week ago. but not a lot! just twice on my right shoulder. in case anyone was wondering.
and then i was really smooth and wore a red shirt the next day, which disguised the fact that i was bleeding. i didnt even know i was that clever!
last time i went to the doctor for some "medication management", he told me that if by next time i see him there is no improvement, he is going to refer me to some medication guru doctor who will most likely treat me like some sort of guinea pig and dope me up on some experimental shit that makes me impotent or something. well assuming that i am not already impotent from all of the other drugs i have been on.
that is all of the excitement in my life.
i also got a new job. it pays pretty well, but its fucking boring. i work with 2 guys that are at best marginally interesting doing work that can in no way shape or form be described as the least bit interesting. such is my life.
or lack thereof.
i love that phrase.
GOOD BLESS THE FUCKING ENGLISH LANGUAGE.
i am also hopelessly addicted to coke.
i can sleep 20 hours a day and i wake up tired.
i dont really feel like typing anymore.
i am going to lie down.
goodbye.