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Today I think I'll invite my fellow drunks and junkies (aka friends in rehab) over for a virtual visit. I should tidy the place up a bit? Maybe see what I got here so's I could figure out what I don't got.
Is that it? No fascinating statistics? check. No facebook myspace digg technorati twitter add-me-to-this add-me-to-that bullshit cluttering up my universe? check. No fun stuff of any kind? check.
(Okay 'TOLS' ain't happening.)
I should add some speaker tape sources to the sidebar though.
Hey dig this: I get search engine traffic from people looking for "detoxblog". And here I thought I was being all creative and shit. hmmm... maybe I *was* creative! It's kinda funny to me that three searchers that landed here looked for, in most recent to oldest order: "going" "fucking" "finally". Like YAY! ![]()
And who would google "finally". What would you possibly be hoping to find? A web page with that word in it? Okay there are approximately 389,000,000 web pages with that word present. Did that help?
The most recent search engine driven visitor searched for "are you naked when getting your blood pressure checked" which I guess is a fair question to ask if you're curious about that sort of thing.
Yeah one day TOLS will show up, but not today. Not for a long time I think. I think about root cause of my addictive behavior, is what I'm thinking about, among other things. Meaning why is it when I first started using drugs and alcohol I *needed* more and more and more than was required to obtain the high? Why was (is?) it that once I went there I kept going back over and over and deeper and deeper? That'd be "root cause analysis" eh? I'm pretty sure TOLS bears heavily on that, but I really need to see a shrink and do the mental rehab thing.
But fuck it it's way too early for heavy shit online. How about a joke that may not be suitable for children of all ages?
Charlie walks into his bedroom with a sheep under his arm and says: "Darling, this is the pig I have sex with when you have a headache." His wife is lying in bed and replies: "I think you'll find that's a sheep, you idiot." The man says: "I think you'll find that I wasn't talking to you."
Okay this isn't looking good. It's a few minutes till 7a and the washing machine isn't done washing and I don't have anything to wear and I'm not supposed to go to rehab naked because actually we're all not supposed to be out and about in general when we're naked and I haven't gotten the t-bird out of the garage ... and I think I better take my medication. Okay never mind. I sort of forgot I put clothes "where they belong" which means I have no idea if I have something to wear because if I don't see a big pile of stuff I know is clean I assume I don't have stuff that's clean.
Oh Snap! I wanted to put up my drunk guy and beer glass and wine glass smilies again. Actually I probably shouldn't do that. Wouldn't be appropriate ya know? Like, if I'm going to invite my rehab friends over I should have something for everyone and I don't have any pills or needles or crack pipe smilies ![]()
Okay I gotta get dressed and get the car out and get the dog out.