old (2008), Uncategorized

grateful for not being an actual drug addict

You know how on Intervention, when you’re watching people shoot up heroin, and they take a hit and then they have that look on their faces and the next thing you know, they’re, like, falling off of the couch, and you think to yourself, “How on Earth could anyone take drugs and then not even realize they are falling on the floor?”

Well, I’m not an addict, but I found out the answer to that question today after taking two Vicodin because my doctor gave me strict instructions to take it every 4-6 hours for the next two days because “you do NOT want to feel that pain,” (and when I started to feel a twinge of it earlier, I totally knew what he meant…) and I was trying to get work done — today is deadline day! — while my head was swimming and I was drifting in and out of puddly-ness, and wouldn’t you know it? The next thing I knew, I woke up with my head on the keyboard of my laptop, resulting in something like

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on the screen. I will never again wonder about those folks on Intervention. I get it now.