Fix

Fuck drugs, fuck drugs, fuck drugs. I’ve been so fucking fogged out for the past week that I need to read this blog to remember what I wrote. I regret some of it. Shit. That is wrong with a capital G. I used to be lucid and mellow and easy going and effervescent and endearing. Now I’m just about ONE FIX. JUST ONE FIX.  I’m worse than I was at work two weeks ago. I’ve digressed. My “doctor” gave me government-warned, concurrent-contraindicated anti-depressants (Not supposed to take both at the same time.) LOL. I waited all this time to go see a fucking shithead of a doctor (Read the Top 10 List.) Tomorrow or Sunday is going to end up being withdrawal day. Send flowers, Skittles and Gatorade, please. If you're in the area, ice chips would be nice. Fuck. Jesus will not be building my hot rod this weekend.