Narcotic awesome. Also, sad
Posted on February 11, 2008
Filed Under Daily, Nickel and Diming
The milder(compared to the previous one prescribed to me) anti-anxiety pill I’m taking reduces me to a steaming heap of messy, conflicting emotions. Sure, I do calm down when I pop one of these babies but for some reason, after I do, I get cloyingly nauseous and I feel a myriad of emotions ranging from lust and hunger to extreme sadness.
These symptoms, for some reason, were amplified and more marked last night. For no apparent reason at all, I was feeling sadder than usual. So I sat down in front of my little coffee table, whipped out my Macbook to dick around with some pictures and listen to my poignant, suicide-inducing “Depressed as fuck” playlist on iTunes(You’re probably wondering how an iTunes playlist could be so “poignant” or “suicide-inducing” but if you see my playlist with numbers like Death Cab for Cutie’s follow you into the dark, Sarah McLachlan’s The Path of Thorns and 50 Cent’s In Da Club, you’d understand). And since I’ve sworn off alcohol (for the meantime) and was extremely sad, I decided to pop one of my anti-deps.
The result was arguably one of the oddest manifestations of narcotic side effects I’ve ever experienced. I was up until 6 in the morning trying to give myself a pedicure, listening to my “Depressed as Shit” playlist, crying in between.
I ended up not sleeping a wink which was bad considering I had a deadline today and had to be in the office before 10am. And since I was early, I decided to drop by Mickey D’s and help myself to a Sausage McMuffin, three hash browns and a large coke. The effect of this meal to me was akin to that of a lion getting tagged by a tranquilizer dart–I ended up incoherently writing my copies, panda-like dark circles under my eyes, struggling to type what my brain wanted me to write and basically move about the office the way my brain wanted it to move. Fail.
Now, I’m seriously considering going to the basement parking area and deliberately break my arm by hitting it over and over against a concrete pillar so I could go to my boss’ office to tell him that I got mugged and needed serious medical attention so I could go home and catch some serious Z’s.
Mike Villar: Rising Internet Star Superstar Employee. Also, did I mention I got promoted?
I guess what I’m trying to say is that drugs are awesome. It’s so awesome that a pill can reduce a successful 25-year-old man like myself into a putrid soup of emotions who can spend hours on end crying in front of his computer and surfing Facebook searching for a foreign wife.
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Dude! I will follow you into the dark is by DCFC not by DC! wheres your cred rockstar?
I do understand why ‘follow you’ is in your depressed as shit playlist! that song is just sad
um Mia, what are you talking about? I DID say DCFC! I mean look!
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