Sep 14, 2009 19:24
It wasn't the change of seasons, it wasn't any kind of bad hard living, and i knew it was going to happen and there really wasn't a lot i could do about it. The transition from the temperature inside the new house (being really cold) to the sweltering heat outside where i have to go to smoke has taken its toll, and once again i feel like death.
All the good stuff, you know, crawling sensations on the skin, hot and cold shivers, random sweating, it's great, it's a whole lot of fun, and if i am not careful it will be time to curl up in a ball and pass into one of my little regenerative comas. Hopefully i can hold off until after Thursday since i have to pick up a shift this week and work an extra day.
Spent the weekend out with LittleRedneckBoss out in East Texas somewhere, went to his old titty bar, made a few friends, saw some old ones, spent a lot of money and did not get wasted. Which was a step up from last time, mainly because we started a mess.