August 30, 2026
This fucking addiction! There I was going strong again, bounced back after the last little 3 day bender. Then the text from Idaho Falls, my friend there to whom I've been sending a ball or two every couple weeks. Immediately, despite my hard work and the joys of feeling my health improving, I went into relapse mode. This time it feels like its taking perhaps a harder toll on my physical and emotional bodies. I'm so tired of this rat-race that I feel tempted to not disclose to the IOP, find a way to get and use clean pee and fake it till I made it back. There are consequences both positive and negative for both ways.
As I stands now, I have basically two options: do whatever I have to get "back," or go back to active using and play it out to the bitter end.
August 22, 2926
Today has been a lovely day.
Hillary and I went shrubbery shopping, then reconvened later for a fabulous dinner of marinated steak, Cajun shrimp, Cole slaw, corn on the cob and garlic bread. I made a blueberry cobbler.
July 5,2926
Happy 5th Day of July!
I know. That should read Happy 4th, but at the present time, it seems that a lot of people don't feel much like celebrating this countries 250th Birthday. So, we celebrated--without fanfare or fireworks or reunions or picnics--the 5th day of July.
It makes me sad.
Unless there is some sort of intervention--natural or unnatural--Donald Trump will be our president for 930 more days. I really hope we all make it out alive, with some semblance of the pride we have had in this country. Its not looking good. However, Donald Fuck Face Trump is not the United States of America. He is not even a respected leader or diplomatic figure-head. He's an embarrassment, an icon of hatred and abuse. He is selfish, self-serving
