Day 6
The weekend was insufferable, as I predicted. Typically, my lassez-faire attitude towards the destruction of my liver takes on whole new levels over the weekends. Instead, my body craved for the sweet subsistence of fermented grains.
Apparently, a fact that I have been remiss of for...
Day 2
The journey to sobriety does not fare well for me. Aches and pains from injuries past have decided to commit their villainous vengeance upon my body. My coordination has suffered greatly, as expected with the years of overcompensating (ladies, ;) ) for my usual bouts of inebriation...
Day 1:
My journey to sordid depths of sobriety have indeed been a hellish ride. Memories long forgotten of events that bring only pain begin to bubble to the surface of my conscience. The physical pain of withdrawal is tolerable, for now. But I'm having trouble discerning which is worse...
ayep...40 days of no booze.....i hear the first 40 seconds are teh toughest...
i'm HOPING teh first 40 seconds are teh toughest. water sucks...fish poop in it afterall.
it took me half an hour to type this sentance, i haf teh DTs so bad.
From today, until March 24th.....i shall be a good lil wheezal....
relatively speaking of course....
no alcohol during lent....if the combined hangover from years of self-abuse doesn't literally kill me on teh first day that is.
a healthy fat toosday lunsh of red beans & rice, kings cake (no bebe), and 1 or 12 hurricanes....
gotta get ready for Lent afterall...get all the bad stuff out of teh way nao!
crazy weather....39 in teh morning. 58 during my walk for catfish lunsh. i actually started sweating a bit on my walk back to the office after lunsh since it was around 65!
oh woe is meh. if it wasnt for the full belly of fried catfish and hush puppies and unusually pleasant weather, i...
50/50 BC to KC is too sweet for my tastes personally. I actually use 75/25 BC/KC to let the chocolate be more pronounced.
That being said, the VG on a Tracer/Reactor formula still needs some fine tuning. But it is much awsumness nonetheless.
oh boo hoo....you finally hit the magic 100 on the scale? i mainline pork byproducts and cheeze whiz, i'm a spare rib from a quadruple bypass!
oohhh....now i want some spare ribs....mmmmm.
geez, you sound leik my boss....and HR.....and the guy in teh cubicle next door....and the guy in my office for a meeting....and the lunch delivery guy.....holy cow i let too many people in here!
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