I awoke this morning to a phone call from Joey telling me that there were easy 40’s around, with the right cash that is. I knew I was SOL in this instance because I won’t have cash till tomorrow. I tried talking credit, but it was useless. Too bad.
I then walked over to Aunt Kelly’s, haven’t seen her in a few weeks. We smoked of course, and I told her that sick little saga about work–she ended up letting me take 3 darvocet, which was the only way I was even able to function today, thank goodness.
I retreated home, stoned and just feeling generally ugly, bad about everything. I got a call to come to work early for my evaluation, which frankly after yesterday I was dreading–to my utter surprise it went quite well!!! I scored 2nd best on that written test, AND discovered that management had seen through Tess’ little f**king game__I NOW HAVE CONTROL OF THE KITCHEN!!! I was told by Mac that I would be getting a lot more hours as well as a small raise to $8/hr. I can hardly believe I’m happy with that. I used to make 9 just for cashiering. Anyways, I was just so trilled that Tess finally got put in her place. I was victorious and they saw through the BS and into the fact that I work harder for them than anyone else in that place, and now I have full-time hours to show for it. Little steps, little steps.
I didn’t feel the best physically today, but the good news from work really made me forget my body, forget about the AS (abstinence syndrome). The Darvocet really helped the different systems in my body. I’m surprised they don’t use this for treatment, no euphoric feeling, just ease. I didn’t take enough to solve all my problems physically, but I got by today.
Intake: 300 mg propoxyplene, oral, smoked