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Another Roadside Attraction by Tom Robbins
This is by far the weirdest book I’ve ever read. However this excerpt rings so true. The fact is, what I hated in the church was what I hated in society. Namely, authoritarians. Power freaks....
Take Twelve Of These And Call The Coroner In The Morning
When I finally fell asleep I crashed hard. Got up around ten and mom made breakfast as she took the day off. We both fell back asleep and I went into a nice, deep slumber. Next thing I know I ...
Pikachu! I Blame You!
The usual nurse didn’t administer my shot. It was an older lady and for some reason it’s hurting more than usual. I’m blaming her. I’ve felt awful since yesterday (Friday.) Nausea, aching joint...
Cat Dreams
Last night got better, sorta. Thanks to all who noted The drink craving passed but my body ached in certain spots. Spent the rest of the night with the heating pad, PlayStation and cats. At ...
Ow My Ass!
Actually my hip. Injection area, yeah yeah. I FINALLY found a pack of Al Capone’s at Walgreens. Hm, they’ll sell you meds to make you better and yet sell tobacco… Today I’m cleaning. Ugh. On t...
Alvin, Simon, Theodore!
Do Do Do do do do Do do Do do do do I’ve had that freakin’ theme song stuck in my head for over an hour now. Today I had my monthly shot. Surprisingly the injection site isn’t hurting. Yet. Speak...
STOP ITCHING GOD DAMNIT!!!
I’m going to switch laundry detergents. That’s the last thing I can think of that makes me itch so much. Today I had my exit interview with the outpatient counselor Bene. Got my certificate t...
I Want You To Play With My Ding-A-Ling
Yup, been up over 24 hours again. Insomnia sucks. Phone says it’s 18F out. I really wanted to drink the loneliness away last night. After I wrote yesterday’s entry I got lost in thought, yet aga...
Body And Soul, I'm A Freak
The Silverchair song Freak got stuck in my head earlier. There was an ex who was obsessed with that band. If all went, “according to plan,” we would have probably ended up married. Instead I r...
Are You French Cause You're A Peein'
Between sweet tea and water I have consumed a lot of liquid tonight. Seems like every ten minutes I have to pee. The salad and steak was awesome tonight. I’ve gotten in the habit of putting a s...
Sleep, Plz?
I’m beat. Been up off and on since about six this morning. It finally happened, I went to the liquor store twice. In search of a freakin’ pack of Al Capone’s that is! I’m craving a cigarillo. ...
Sammich N Pretzels
When we went to pick up food Saturday night for the big freeze, I wish I took the initiative and got more than dinner foods. All I have for lunches/snacks are ham sandwich meat, soups and pretze...
Have You Seen My Testicles?
They froze off. I’ve got the drafty spots in the doors plugged with sheets and dish towels. It’s 11:10 AM and 25F out. Smokey in my lap, space heater on and I’m fully dressed. Normally I’d jus...
You Ever Have That Moment
I was walking into the kitchen after finishing off some butterscotch pudding. Not paying attention I tossed the spoon into the garbage can and the container into the sink 🤦♂️ My sleeping sched...
Your Favourite Little Rascal?
Very tired. Slept a few hours this afternoon but then I was pestered by mom to do I’ve her to the store. Seriously, what was the point of her eye surgeries? I got to craving hardcore. Tried ta...
Paper Towns
I just finished the John Green novel Paper Towns. For a book aimed at teenagers it was really deep. Bittersweet ending. Definitely one that’s going to have me in my head, thinking the rest of t...
Frigidly Cold
It’s only 33 F out but it’s the kinda cold that’ll blister your face. Go figure my hip has been hurting because of which. Mom isn’t feeling so well either. I take a butter knife and an old sh...
I Don't Feel So Good
No, I didn’t drink last night. Yet my stomach still feels uneasy. I hate dealing with nausea. Maybe I really shouldn’t be watching Andrew Zimmern eating frogs… 🤢🤮
White Knuckle Ride
I want booze tonight. Badly. Fuckthisfuckthisfuckthisfuckthisfuckthisfuckthis
RIP
Butters the Bean is a YouTube channel that follows the daily exploits of a orange and white tabby cat from Pennsylvania. I’ve been subscribed for years. Poor Butters passed away today. Truly a s...
Pushing Mushrooms Up The Stairs
So… Tired… My sleep schedule has been absolute shite lately. I slept in till AFTER 7 PM last night. Even went to bed early(ish) for me. I stayed up all night to try and correct it so here I am...
Good Eatin'
Ritz crackers, cayenne hot sauce and sardines. I’ve been in a mood today. Er… that’s not right. My mind is in another place and I can’t figure out where that is. I’m kinda wanting to get outsi...
Another Sobriety Post
70 days sober or 30 away from 100 days. It really doesn’t feel like it. Where’d the time go? Hours later… My mouth is on 🔥! Ate a sandwich of buffalo chicken and garlic bologna with Zapp’s Hott...
If You Guys Are Really Us What Number Are We Thinking Of?
69 days sober!
If You're Us, What Number Are We Thinking Of?
69 days sober!
Book Description
I came on my own volition.
I am the man that got away.
Work -
Tonight I clocked in at 4:30 PM and it was suddenly Wednesday when I worked 6:45 AM to 6 PM with only an hour lunch break and on my feet the rest. I was trying to relieve Logan in the back who was frying chicken both for our loose case and boxed hot case so he could go to lunch. Instead I got mixed with a redneck who wanted a Philly steak and cheese. I made his sandwich to order only to be confronted with the elderly gentleman behind him. He, to this shit. o, wanted a Philly. I was annoyed. Angry. Granted chicken side cooking sucks At least you’re away from the customers. I can, “pretend”, like I’m cooking chicken in the back but dick around for ten minutes, which actually rarely happens. You learn to smile and accept this shit. Made him his sandwich, didn’t stop to ask the next customer if he needed help. Instead, went straight to the back and told Logan to take his lunch, I was taking over, box up what just came up out the fryer and we’re good.
It was just one of those days. People wonder why I get stoned before work.
I.
Am.
Robot.
Tell.
Me.
What.
Is.
Next.
I’m versatile.
Put me in any situation and I come victorious.
Even on the bad days.
So when I go the hardcore bitch mode of my assistant manager on Wednesday after my eleventh hour there. I got irate.
I know she does a job for two.
Her boss/my boss sucks ass.
But fuck....I’m part time.
If you want to bitch and yell about the shit that the full timers didn’t do…bitch to them.
DON’T MAKE ME DO THEIR FUCKING SHIT THE LAST HOUR I’M THERE!
I’ve been working for this slave camp for three and a half years.
I lost my insurance last year due to me being stupid and the store manager catching on. Which is actually a big blessing. I haven’t missed a day in a year.
But I’ve been there for every shift.
Sleep, no sleep?
Fuck it.
Show up for work.
The computer takes over on schedule and now I don’t qualify for our good insurance.
I have to take the government stuff?
OK.
I’m a democrat.
Lifelong.
BUT FUCK YOU OBAMA!
Don’t tell me what to do.
I’ll go another year without health insurance.
I want my good Blue Cross Blue Shield Back.
Make my job give me the hours back for insurance.
People close to me say I need to see a therapist.
After A.A. and an almost check in at rehab.
Maybe I do need anti-depressants.
This is a rant with no one I know reading this.
Its liberating.
I welcome ProseBox into my life.
