Sleep Is Off Again in Hello

Woke up this afternoon feeling like absolute shit. My body hurt, my throat hurt and I kept hacking up some lovely mucus. DayQuil took care of that for me.

Didn’t do shit today. Rained so no lawn care. Made (premade, just stuck it in the oven) chicken pot pie for dinner. Got an icee. The usual shit. Spent a few hours on the PlayStation. No pee test today.

I emailed Daniel H. Wilson, author of the two Robo books I read. He replied! Said that he is working on a third for the series and of course plugged another book he’s written. Heh, authors. Plus he thanked me for the email and that I’ve read his works.

My back still fuckin’ hurts. At this point I’d like to lay down and die.

Been feeling a bit lonely tonight. I’m almost at four weeks sober and have been going down memory lane. Reflecting a bit on if I could have had a long relationship or marriage at this point if I wasn’t so caught up in my own selfishness and addictions. Of course a good bit of those relationships I was a filler. “Oh you’re so nice and so caring…but I have met someone else.”

I dunno… I’m gonna read more. My wizard private investigator gets me more than the real world tonight