I got a lot done and I think it's all just above satisfied level of quality. I just did stuff. Start to finish. No cats allowed. The guilt and fear of the eventual future date they confront me is something I try to ignore. The lecture is painful because I understand the reasons to not be a drug...
It never ceases to amaze me how many hits are possible days after I have declared I'm out. Little brown spots on the sides of the glass pipes melt into a vapour that exhales in a satisfying cloud. I never expect to be as much as I do days, and sometimes weeks after...
I slept well, and woke up refreshed. Almost instantly, I reached for my last piece of chocolate and the meth bong to start my day. I don't have guilt or regrets about this anymore. At this moment in time, I am ok with identifying as a daily meth user... At least to...
I can't seem to stop working on my projects now that I found ones I enjoy. I try not say; OK I'm done for now. I'm not done. I keep working. Tweaking, perfecting, adjusting until it's just right and then I move on to the next page. There is always more to do. More to...
I had a good Monday. I had a good Tuesday. When I say good, it should be understood that I mean I have managed to keep happy and active and accomplishing things that are not important or money making, all the while ignoring everything bad. May 1st kind of came up...