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valium is euphoric and it slows down my thoughts just enough to speak effeciently and on subject its beautiful. i recommend this to all who can't focus enough to handle business in a organized and efficient manner.
holla @ a boss when you see one.
ps. do you enjoy the new design? please talk shit on the right side of this page and let me know how you feel about it. let me know what you'd like added which could possibly improve the user experience.
gracias and ily |
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its been like 20 something days i think now of alcohol consumption and pill popping greatness. it finally commenced into a bastard of a hangover and a bit of vomit monday morning about 30 minutes before i had to be at work.
i of course fought off the hellish hangover with a few grunts and a steady dose of opiates in the form of a synthetic pill(s). It had been a disastrous weekend and was now spilling into the work week where I'm supposed to be somewhat coherent.
Needless to say when I got home from work monday I took it easy and ate a few more goodies that i like to call vikings aka more opiates. In general I was just trying to get some sleep. Hoping Tuesday would bring a brighter future if only for a few hours at a time. "Hope" as turns out is a very dangerous thought process.
So the following morning I finally drag my half dead ass out of bed after hitting the snooze button 12 times. Hop in the shower give myself a quick rinse, surprisingly actually put some gel in my hair, grab my shit, and hop in the truck.
Already running 10 minutes late I do what any reasonable person would do... Drive like a fucking maniac all the way to work. Breaking every traffic law in the book. Crossing double yellows, passing 3 semi's at a time, doing 100mph into oncoming traffic. All the while singing along to some jimi hendrix playing on the stereo. You know, the norm.
Finally show up to work completely sober for the first time in weeks, 5 minutes late as usual. Typical for a guy trying to get fired, but thats a story for another day.
It turns out to be a pretty uneventful stress filled day with mountains of paper work that I have to dig myself out of daily. Eventually 4:30 rolls around. So I drag my leather ass home via 90 mph in the silverado while I nod off from complete mental exhaustion. All in a days work.
Only to come home to news of my dads cancer surgery. You guessed it, unsuccessful. He has already left amid the bad news to the mountains to try and clear his head with some 357 gun fire. So I'm left alone stewing on all of this. Pretty helpless at the moment with nothing but a truck and a pocket full of money.
After a few decisive beers flow down my esophagus I'm feeling randy. So I hop in the truck, drunk driving in my glass house, and let the tires spin all the way down the road on the way to the liquor store. Blowing through stop signs with zero regard for pedestrians. Last of my worries is a simple DUI Manslaughter at this point.
Once I reach the terrorist liquor store I immediately grab 3 sticks of teriyaki beef jerky and an ice cold box of Pacifico. Two of the handful of things in life I genuinely enjoy. Roll myself home and turn up the tunes. Because of course when all else fails get yourself some beer, music, and beef jerky.
So after an entertaining night of alcohol consumption and loud music I jump in the sack and dream about the lighter things in life.
And the cycle starts all over again. Green vile flying from the same throat I so graciously sent all those beers down with. Spreading across the bathroom floor and toilet seat at high velocity. Only to wipe it up, brush it off, and smile at myself in the mirror muttering under my breath how sick of a human being I really am.
The daily life of the dynastoned. Isn't as gracious as it may appear, but I'm still here! |
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not tonight but well actually i lied i did take some drugs today.
thats weird how that happens when you're an avid drug abuser. i didn't even know i was slightly intoxicated. it's no doubt worn off by now though. anyway my drug usage consists of........
valium
norcos
marijuana
vikings (vicodin)
percocets
dilaudid
ecstasy
cocaine
salvia
shrooms
if there are anymore i'll update this shit but i can't think of anymore right now.
but pretty much all of those drugs are good stuff. i wouldn't recommend you take all these drugs. but they've never steered me wrong. i mean unless you consider high school drop out, dogshit wages for a job, and ex-porn slanging enthusiast living in top floor penthouses a bad thing.
by the way i just don't give a fuck. hahaha |
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