(hey, it happens).
Did the Bronx 10m Sunday, did ok. Then went to work. Felt good. Staying still = death. Gotta stay moving.
Stoney? Working, proud of him. Wish to hell he'd stop the weed, but whatthefuck. He has his own path. Problem is" the assholes (you know, the addicts) enable him. As do his other peeps, rather than tell him to work, they provide grocereies and (???!!!) cigarettes. He has them well trained.
Fuck it, he's a good kid.
Amazing what a house devoid of psychosis can be isn't it? No more screaming, anger, dysfunction. What slays me is all the suckers who believed the Bitch's bullshit. Remember, It spoke @ MY meeting DAYS before doing us all a favor. Imagine, all these assholes thinking It was a role model, as It was amassing the pills to die by overdose (REALLY sober behavior!).
Feeling ok, doing well.
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
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