Quantum Entanglement (A Love Story)

I'm pretty frusterated.

I have 10 doses of Ativan left to last me the rest of my life.

One doctor on Zocdoc cancelled my appointment after seeing my blurb about why I needed to come in.

Another doctor cancelled because they made a mistake in booking and there is none available.

My psychiatrist doesn't believe in Prescribing Ativan because of the link to dementia. Anti-psychotics are also linked, but they have no problem prescribing those.

I think it's total bullshit, and the reason it isn't prescribed is because it is highly addictive, and has street value. When I'm in the psych ward, every patient asks for Ativan, always. I tend to be the only one to get it.

And you'll always be my whore

'Cause you're the one that I adore.

A bad mood from dealing with American Medicine has turned for the better following a nice phonecall and Five miles on a treadmill.

I'm sorry I haven't produced anything great in this blog for a while. Mostly all I've been doing since 2/22 (The Day I Tried To Live/quit weed) has been walking on a treadmill and laying in bed.

The blisters on my feet are starting to pile up. I have one between my big and 2nd toe and the balls of my foot.

The pain is nothing to me and I'm going to keep on walking.

I haven't been weighing myself very often. But I can tell my body has already changed shape dramatically, while I still have 40lbs or so more to lose.

Tomorrow marks two weeks from quitting. I'm glad I have this blog to flip through because my memory of the past 13 days is pretty weak. I can't wait to get back to live poker in Detroit. I feel like I'm bursting with confidence and charisma; only mentioning this because there was a time not too long ago when I had neither. I'm dramatically better at talking to people than before.

*Sleep Chart*

Slept - 5 hours
Awake - 6:30am

That's three night in a row with pretty good sleep.

Tonight I will attempt to sleep without intervention.

Happy International Womens Day.

I will take in the festivities by NOT sending any ex-girlfriends pages of notes on our relationships. 😃

Good job, Tuma. It may take a while to get easier, but it does get easier.

*Sleep Chart*

Slept- 90 mins
Awake - 5pm

Holy **** fellas. Your favorite author just took a nap without the use of WEED or any type of sleep aid.

I had lunch at a Jewish Deli with my very good friend Dave. Hot Corned beef on Rye. I was exhausted by the end of the meal.

A comically rude remark by Tuma:

Lunch Server: (rambling on)I'm Tina...
Me: Hey, I'm Michael.
Tina: (continues rambling)
Me: Did you hear what I said?
Tina: Yes, Michael, I did.

😃

Here's a puzzle. Think in pictures.

Globe
(= sign)
(<--)
Clam
"Redundant"

Today was the best day of my adult life.

hey tuma

that’s awesome keep it up

I love seeing you around here RTP.

thanks man that’s so sweet of you to say I really appreciate it!!

*Sleep Chart*
Slept - 4 hours
Awake - 8am

Blogging from my bed.

Today I walked 7 miles around downtown Detroit with my friend Daniel. The weather broke today, it was in the 50s.

Still kind of tired. But now I'm a drug free G and life is pure bliss.

Tomorrow I have to talk to my psychiatrist. It's usually not a drag...easy in-and-out and I get my meds. This time I have to convince her to do something. Not looking forward to that.