Good morning ;)
what’s your social status lookin’ like? Klout will show you how you stand up against others. I do not particularly care for the site, but it can be interesting to see what feature get you noticed in a socially managed setting.
I try to distance myself further and further from facebook every day. I mean don’t get me wrong, the drama is entertaining, but I’d rather spend my time doing something more productive.
We take a couple shots of the bottle of Black Cherry Stoli I’ve had for almost a month now. I know, it’s only 7:30,, but I still have a good bit left in that bottle and I’ve had it for a month! Last year this time I was struggling to decide whether or not to quit drinking when I went to detox. July 7th is my year anniversary to mark the end of that horrific period of my life. I’m not longer ashamed to admit my shortcomings and that is a huge step in the recovery process. I’m what I like to call a cycling addict, I’ll be clean for a good bit of time, but I love the feeling of getting high — wasted. It’s just an excuse for me to smoke a joint or have a drink on the rare occasional I even want one these days. It’s unreal to think how shit was a year ago. I couldn’t imagine going a day without drinking. Now I get a craving once, maybe twice a month. The lack of work stress doesn’t hurt though, I think this is one of my most profuctive periods in my life.
I can’t resist to tell the story from last night. One of those tmes whem you look back on it and it seems almost impossible to have happened. So I’m about to take a shower. I go to step in and I see this tennis ball sized spiders black eyes catch my eyes as the same time. I’ve heard spiders bite around here. I wasn’t taking any chances so I took off full speed into, as far as I could from it. We’re talking this spider was tarentila size.Less fleshy and furry so it probably was a wolf spider. I left the water on because the damn thing has me paniccinb. Any other bug and I’m fine, spiders? No thnaks. I’ve had the creepy crawlies ever since.. I swear I am having nightmares because of that bastard!
I make it out of there alive, wrapped in a towel and see someone had sent me a message. Strange, it’s 1:30, who could it be. An old friend… cool. I’ve know him for four or five years and we talk every once in awhile on facebook. He is talking about how his job makes it hard for him to find a girlfriend. Well, I ask what he does and I had forgot he had told me before he was a male stripper! Nice. Well he mentions the company he works for is hiring and offere to let me carpool with him to interview. HAHA. I mean it’s always been something I’ve known I could do if need be, but do I want to? No… the picture of sweaty, smelly guys with their hands and hot breath near my body is enough to make me want to thjrow up. Sure.. good money.. but is it worth it? I didn’t give him a definate yes or no, but it’s good to know I always have that to fall back on. Hopefully my online endevors will be self supporting in and of themselves so I can leave the striptease to those who are passionate about it. You need passion in order to be successful at your job – otherwise you will dread eevery day you have to work.
I feel like I’m forgeting something….
OH YAH! Remember the spider? Well, I mentioned it already but I left the water running when I made a run for it. I finally get the courage to make my way back to shut it off, but it’s too late. The tub is overflowing with water and my bathroom is flooded in almost an inch of water. What a great course of events to handle in tthe wee hours of the morning ;)