So the assumption that recreational drugs make you more creative might be true in my case. I’ve noticed that I come up with much more ideas than i do when I’m sober. Maybe I’m just less inhibited. That certainly seems like a possibility, seeing as how when i think back on these ideas later they don’t seem terribly stupid like you would expect.
I went on a service call with me fabio yesterday. Well technically it was two days ago, but i still consider yesterday because I haven’t gone to bed yet. The lady that wanted to us to do work had a desktop and a laptop that she said were acting up. I felt a little rusty, but we both sincerely did our best to improve the state of both computers. However, after about a half an hour of me tinkering with the falling apart laptop, it seemed it couldn’t even manage to hold a charge anymore and kept powering off even with the cable plugged in. So we took out the hard drive and backed up the data from the laptop onto the desktop. Anyway, we spent about an hour and a half there, and a we did a few other things that didn’t really matter, and after we left I figure it cost the woman about 100 dollars for us to be there. But when I think back on what she actually got for her 100 dollars it almost makes me feel like we took advantage of her. I mean all she practically got for her money was some data backed up and a virus scan. She knew nothing about computers and obviously couldn’t have done it herself, but it still makes me think maybe it was a little overpriced considering the triviality of what we actually accomplished.
It’s been one week since I was laid off of working as a lift operator at Crystal Mountain. At first it was a relief to
be done with that job. The commute and the people and the trivial bullshit that came with that job was getting to me. But now that my last paycheck has run out and I find myself with nothing to do I find myself wishing for another job. Not for Crystal though, I’m not that desperate yet. My chronic depression seems to be getting a lot worse as of late, and I’m not sure what’s causing the decline. It could be combination of several different factors, such as my poor diet and sedentary lifestyle. Boredom and fatigue from not having any money could be the cause as well. Or it could be androgynous like Becca suspects. I want to see a doctor but I don’t think I can justify a visit until I’ve at least tried to improve my diet; especially in area of green vegetables, which have been scientifically shown to increase serotonin levels. The problem is that being depressed makes it difficult to have to motivation required to make such a lifestyle change. I really need to get off the caffeine too. I had sworn it off a while ago, and actually managed to abstain for quite a while. But after staying up too long while I was still working for several nights in a row, I started drinking coffee in the morning, which led where i am now, drinking two energy drinks a day if i can manage. It’s not that caffeine is that serious of a drug, I just don’t want to be dependent on it to keep in a good mood. It seems to be the only drug that I want to keep taking after I’ve already taken it once.
