Saturday, March 26, 2016

What the hell time is it?

I actually woke up this morning before 8 o'clock.  And I had slept for almost 12 hours.  I was feeling really anxious yesterday (again for some reason, it's been happening a lot lately) and decided to take one of the new medications my psychiatrist had added to my regimen:  Hydroxyzine.  It came with a warning that it may make me drowsy but I thought "Bitch, I was a meth addict, it takes tranquilizer darts and ambien to take me down" and laughed it off. UMMMM....Hydroxyzine is NO JOKE.  I took one of those things and a clonopin and I was OUT for 5 solid hours, woke up, ate some string cheese, and went right back to bed and slept all the way through until this morning.  So that medication is staying in my arsenal for when I can't sleep...shit ain't a joke.
Being up this early also has another perk:  I didn't sleep in, as usual, through my alarm, which means I'm awake and gonna be able to shower and get dressed here shortly and head to one of my favorite meetings all week:  Man to Man (a men's stag meeting) at the 3M Club.  I also may hit up Saturday Night Surrender later tonight at 6 at Mountain View Hospital, but we'll see what I get into today and what my day entails as the afternoon unfolds.
Another project that I know I need to get started on is my next journal project.  See, I keep 2 journals.....there's this one, that you're reading now, which, for the most part, covers summaries and re-caps of my days and thoughts, but, I will admit, is edited and watered down in certain areas that are unfit for the public eye.  The REAL journal, where the REAL shit is...the kinda shit that would land me in jail for if I ever ran for public office, the black mail type of shit:  all that shit is in the actual journal:  the composition notebook I keep on my person at all times.  Before cracking a new one open and starting to write in it, I pimp it out with pictures, photos, and images that I find and have saved on my computer and then seal them all over the notebook using packing tape to give it that glossy sheen over the front and back.  So if you're reading this, and you ever see me out and about and happen to get a glance of a notebook matching that description, that's what that is.  And don't even ask to get near it:  I will kill you.  :-)

Anyway, time to get ready for the meeting.  Have a good Saturday faithful followers.

Stay tuned....

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