well as promised (i know, i know, who cares right? well i know a few people here do) i will give a short lil synopsis of the life and times of myself.
I am currently on my lunch break as i am writing this enjoying my turkey samich made lovingly by my beautiful lain. As u all know i have problems with my stomach and i cant process fat very well so i have to be very careful what i eat. Thats why lain makes me lunch for work everyday *cept the the two days i get to work from home..which is great by the way*. I carry around a lunch box like i was in grade school again. Its really quite funny..the girls at work like to give me shit about my "school boy charm". I will have to take a pic of my lunch box soon cause i designed it for an actual project in college. Its part of a advertising campaign i had to do for my future website i plan to make when i get some free time *maybe over the summer*.
ok ok, enough about lunch boxes. Mostly i have been just crazy busy lately, working full time plus college and then the family life. Havent had much free time so sadly there is no exciting tales to tell really. I did get to go on a pretty heavy xanax binge lately though. U see i was prescribed .5mg 6 times daily. Well, i had to come to the pharmacy so much that they started giving me refills of 120 at a time. Well, on the 12th i had to see my psychologist and he asked if i would just like to go to 1mg of xanax 3 times a day instead of taking the 6 .5s everyday. I of course said "yeah, that would be much easier for me". He completely agreed and the great thing was that i dint even have to bring it up he just suggested it almost right off the bat. Now here comes the kewl part, 3 days before i got my script bumped...i got my refill of 120 .5s. Soooooo....basically i had an extra 120 .5mg xanax just sitting around

Of course i used them as needed and i have a few middle aged ladies who i know that would also like benzos but currently dont have a prescription for them. Well, so lets just say i helped a few people out and they were kind enough to give me some $ to aid my cause.
I must confess i did eat most of them myself though as did my wife who seldom partakes in anything other than herb. That week....well...i dont remember that week. Speaking of weed and my fiance though. She enjoys the herb quite a bit...in a strange twist of fate her love for weed actually got her fired from her job when we were no longer a couple but....it was the best thing that ever happened to us because loosing her job made her decide to move back to the state i lived in. Thus, bringing our family together again.
During the time lain and i werent a couple i refer to as the "dark times" do to the fact i was quite out of control and doing heroin and dating a girl....well...a girl who was about a 2 out of 10 and basically as ugly on the inside as she was on the outside. I was with her though because she sold heroin...and that ment i got my gear for free. These truly were dark times though. She was terrible not just to look at but to live with. Luckily i came to my senses and dumped her and went crawling back to lain. Luckily lain still loved me and i realized just how fuckin stupid i was for the better part of 2 years and we ended up getting back together.
I got rid of the ugly heroin chick, quit heroin strait up and fuckin manned up basically. Just prior to this though as some may remember Lain and my daughter Lilith were nearly killed in a car accident. The accident is what really made me come to my senses....almost loosing the two girls i loved more than anything else on earth was a life changing event for me. Much like me getting paralyzed and then recovering. The car accident was even harder to deal with than me being paralyzed and laying in a hospital for months. Seeing my daughter and her mother clinging to life while i was a fuckin junky piece of shit was quite a wake up call lets just say.
See, why i call them "the dark times"?
now i totally just rambled here for like 10 minutes strait while eating a turkey sandwich so i have no idea if this is going to make any sense after its done but it just kinda came out and i seldom talk about these things so....hell i guess maybe if u are able to decipher this jumbled mess of a post u may learn a few things.
All i can say is that i am glad that i fuckin woke up...it was truly a terrible few years for us all but in the end....it brought us back together and much stronger from the battles that we all had to face.
I love my lain and lilith more than anything on earth....i am luckiest man on the planet i think despite the chronic illness i have. Thats my cross to bear i guess and i will gladly do so as long as i have those two woman in my life.
I love u lain...i love u lilith...u saved my life and gave me a reason to live. *U best believe i tell that to them irl too....not just on this fuckin msg board...i take good care of my girls and always profess my love for them every day and night quite literally*
WOw....this ended up being a weird post...it wont fit in my lunch box thats for sure
xoxo