Just another day for me. Got drunk last night and didn’t wake up till 10:30. All I could do to drag my ass out of bed and take a shower. Wed. is laundry day so that’s all I have to do today. I think I’ll get drunk again – nothing much else to do.
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I mixed some alcohol with my Clonazepam last night, that did the trick,,,, had a deep sleep. Why didnt I try that before?
add some weed on top of that and you’ll sleep for 12 hours.
@wig:
don’t you find that over time you develop tolerance to klonies (or any other benzodiazepines for that matter), so you need higher doses to get the same effect
btw, i’m in the same position as you — my wife left me as well
imho the problem with alcohol is that it interferes with sleep, ie it tends to wake you up after a short while
our culture, has sanctioned the (ie made legal) worst of all the drugs
I slept til 2 today after staying up last night to work a bit. I tried to push it to like 5 or 6 but the pangs of hunger overcame me and so I finally got up and made eggs, bacon, hash browns and english muffins with some fruit and yogurt. I think I’ve hit the age (24) where regardless of relationship, people consider you just another adult to forget about until they need something. Oh well, I made a great big pot of delicious homemade lentil soup the other day but I have no more ciabatta bread to go with it. I’m listening to vocal trance and reading Thucydides, the historian who recorded much of what we know now of the Peloponnesian War. I’m reminded again how virtually nothing changes in human history, at least not under this sun.
“Your empire is a despotism and your subjects disaffected conspirators, whose obedience is ensured not by your suicidal concessions but by your own strength… I urge you not to give way to the three feelings most fatal to empire- pity, sentiment, indulgence.”- Cleon
Interestingly enough, much of Greece was almost instinctually temperate and hated the falsehood of extremes. It was Greek statesman like Cleon that could only be right in suggesting total annihilation against agitators when fear took over the minds or men.
You find anything good today?
I had an awesome dream night before last.
I visited a tattoo artist and asked her to draw whatever she wanted to on my stomach. After she was done with the outline I checked to see what she had permanently etched into my abdomen. She had tattooed the word *mayhem* just above my belly button, and right next to that was a gumball machine.
You know those gumball machines you see in supermarkets? You put a quarter in the slot, turn the handle, and a colored ball of chewing gum slides down the chute. I analyzed the dream and figured a gumball machine is like a metaphor for life. The mayhem part I haven’t entirely figured out yet, I’ve never gotten any script tattoos before. Maybe the “mayhem” represents chaos, uncertainty, and destruction associated with free will and accepting the consequences of our decisions. It’s not about right and wrong, it’s about “it is what it is”.
Cool dream though.