So, I've realized that my version of alcoholism has an off switch, in the form of simply not buying alcohol. This works so long as no one offers it to me for free, and even that would be a limited supply. These facts would be more reassuring if I didn't have vodka and whiskey in the house right now.
I've also realized that my little "horny" problem has a specific trigger, which unfortunately isn't going away anytime soon. I'm stuck on her. She irritates me and it's clear that I've been used, but until someone else comes along, I'm stuck.
I'm a lifeguard now. That should be documented here, this blog being for posterity and all. The week of training was brutal. At one point I was more focused on trying not to cry than learning about CPR. It wasn't the training itself that was so hard, it was the fact that it was four hours of training after an 8 hour work day and I hadn't had a day off in a week. Fatigue is a bitch. But I survived that, got my uniform and signed my license.
That's all the important stuff for now.
50 points for reading. No extras.
JOSH, THE SHERM
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