there's nothing for it, i have to go to the government office and get Medicaid so i can get dentures so i can get a job. this is my new goal. i'll ask doc to take me down there, and hopefully i will qualify for it and get it. i need a job. before the end of the year. i mean this. i don't know who will hire me after so long, but i'm looking for something less customer intensive, anyway. like stocking shelves or working in a warehouse or lab doing menial things. i don't care, so long as it pays.
if i get a job, doc will be able to do things like go home to his parents for a bit and get lasik. and of course, get the truck fixed and legal. there's a wishlist he has prioritized. i'm not sure what comes first on it. probably the truck.
i went to bed at around 9:30pm. then i slept until 4. then doc called at 5 and i got up and did stuff. then i lay back down at 8 and slept until 1pm. now i'm trying to stay up for a few hours.
this is all about pot, this sleeping. it's the only way i don't crave it and think of it constantly. and doc is giving me less and less. i think he means for me to quit. i'm zen with that. it's an expense we don't need. not the greatest of our expenses, but one none the less.
okay, i owe ebay more than i thought. i have to check with doc before i pay it. okay, that's on hold. everything else done.
back to the pot thing. yes, i know that is extremely addictive behavior. i have it bad. over pot. something so harmless and stupid and my brain has turned it into this THING that just dominates everything else. it's part of why i am so depressed. i'm not stealing it anymore, so my supply is severely limited compared to my usual consumption. i have to push myself beyond this, or i'm going to be useless. i have to get past this. and i have to do it on my own. i don't know that doc has the strength and patience to help me quit because things will be miserable around here for a while when i do.
The first thing i've conquered is baths. i can now take and enjoy a bath without a pipe. and i've gotten really good at finding little things to do to keep my mind off of it for a bit. but little things. i can't get into anything big. i won't even commit to a movie. i go to sleep. not good. doc is being very good about not nagging me terribly. he gives me shit for it every day, but he doesn't go on and on about it. there's no point. i agree with everything he says. i just have no impulse control.
i'm going to go take a bath and see if i can't get through this part of The Vampire Armand without falling asleep and dropping the Kindle in the tub. I kid, i would never chance dropping it. i hold it out over the floor.