I said “Dip me” and this happened.Thanks for indulging me and my SuperWhoLock costume, Misha Collins.
This still cracks me up, Greg.
It was an amazing thing to happen.
I really love this intro passage to a book about a pornstar.
Me drinking coffee.
"My penis can only get *so* erect."
I bought my wife flowers yesterday, and after few hours I noticed that they were just bent over looking like they were dying, so I took them out of my dark apartment and put them in the sun for about 30 minutes.
Then when I looked at them they were even worse off than they had been, so I moved them back inside to my dark apartment.
And now they’re flourishing. Clearly I have no green thumb.
So far, the hardest part of Slightly Sober September is getting to sleep at night, even after working 10 to 12 hour days walking.
You could say I know how to make a gift last.
I need to watch this movie again.
I want to be best friends with the man who made this sculpture.
Trailer Park Boys s8 and a brief respite from Sober September, just what I needed before heading into day 6.
Some days are more fabulous than others.
The good news is that I’ve literally been working so much i don’t have time to think about sobriety.
The bad news is i seem to have lost all of my life outside: work, sleep, work, rinse, repeat.
I know i can probably make it all month sober, i *dont* know if i can maintain this schedule for 120 calendar days. (The length of my probationary period at new job)
Yesterday i worked from 10 am until 1045 pm.
When i got home, i said to my wife, “We picked the wrong month to go sober.”
To which she aptly replied “No month is really a *good* month to go sober.”
Thats one smart lady i married. I remain sober.