Sorry to hear about what happened, Steve. I went through the exact same shit two weeks ago. I think the whole thing has so far cost me...eh, 3-4 hours of my time and about $300.

I thought the whole point of percocet was to not be upset. I also hope you are using the term as in "I will always have an addiction even though I am currently clean".

I'm Jewish. All I know is worry and guilt.;)

Thanks, Rich. Yes, I am clean, baby, clean!

Of all things chemical--liquid, solid, gas...all of 'em. :angel:

Yeah, but you still have a dirty mind... thankfully. :blush:

I HATE the word addiction when it comes to pain medicine. Its not an addiction when it is used to stop pain! I used it for 6 months and needed it every single day (and every 6 hours) of that time.

I know Iknow..its gets abused horribly. But because of that I suffered, I was never allowed quite enough pills to manage the pain entirely.

Pico, this is the cellar. we know our addictions inside and out.

Im sorry...

I knew after I hit post that I probably jumped in much too rashly.

Pico, this is teh cellar. Sorry is not an option.

kewl....:cool:

Still though, I dont know Bri's history, so...

Bri, Im glad you dont need the percocet anymore. Even though those pills are a godsend, they still suck.

My first driving lesson this morning was okay, but I feel really frustrated because my instructor wouldn't just shut up and let me try... well, driving! I'd try to turn the wheel a little, and he'd jerk it back. If I was going slow, he'd say "Give it gas, girl, give it gas! The car will stop if you don't give it gas!" (Thank you, Captain Obvious. I may be a first-time driver but I'm not a complete idiot.) If I sped up a little, I'd feel the brake pedal disappearing under my foot as he braked on my behalf from his side of the car. I'm still at the "getting used to how the car moves" part, and my instructor was already at the "hey, you totally fucked up that four way stop" section.

I asked to take my husband's car out, this evening, so I could practice a little, but he drives a stick shift. Bad idea. After I stalled the second time, I burst into tears, mumbling something along the lines of "I just want to drive in circles!" We're borrowing a friend's automatic tomorrow so I can do exactly that.

For now, though, I just feel like a complete and utter failure. :sniff:

So, my car got booted 2 months ago...I touched upon it here.

Well, it almost happened again today. We deliver to these employees inside one of the parking garages at the hospital complex. We go into the garage, give them their food, they validate our parking ticket and away we go.

Some POS security guy tried to tell me that I couldn't park where I did when I was dropping off food today. We had a pissing match for a minute, then when I went up to the customer and told them that security was giving me trouble, the guy backed off. But I was just so full of rage...I really wanted to beat the shit out of the guy. That doesn't happen very often.

Incidentally, I was involved in a shouting match with someone that I raced on the street Friday night. When the bitch started cussing at me, I let off a torrent of words that I've never said in public to someone before, particularly, "fat fucking cow."

I think I'm just really stressed the fuck out about my health right now. But I'm calmed down again, me and the doc talked about shit today, he put on a new med and we'll see how things go.

I'm pretty upset about LJ's passing, despite his protestations that he's not quite dead yet.

We had our differences back in the day, but he is a good egg...I consider him a friend. I'll miss him terribly, that cock.

We went house browsing on our way home last evening and had an awesome balloon sighting... there was a group in the sky all above/around this development we were looking at. As we were leaving were leaving we drove directly under one (a mostly yellow one) about 15-20 feet above us, with the kids laughing and waving out the sunroofs.

Anyway, I was watching the news today and saw that one of the balloons crashed.

This one

Man. At least in a plane you have some control over where you're gonna crash.