I just found out yesterday that I have no detectable levels of Hep C in my blood and only after six weeks of treatment. Fantastic news for what has otherwise been a fairly stressful week, dealing with idiots & retards both in reality and cyberspace alike.
Business is picking up in other areas and things are looking good. We’ve got a handful of new Junkylife members and all are most definitely gifted.
We had our first Nigerian 419 scammer via our contact form. These folks truly are stupid – no doubt about it. Maybe they’d care to make a donation, instead?
I’m not a big fan of Christmas. I never have the money and when I do, it’s not enough. Dec 12th, 1997 was the date that I finally explained to my wife, my family, and my parents, that I’d been using IV cocaine and heroin for the last three years. I’d sold it all. We had nothing, I had nothing. I had to kick starting on the 13th. Christmas was shitty. Every year since, the minute I start seeing Christmas crap in the stores, I start feeling guilty. Will the guilt ever go away? I’m sure someday it will. Not this Christmas.
Christmas is for folks that are fans of Jesus. This is not me, I am not a follower of such idiocy. I am a fan of the lie that is Santa Claus, however, and I’ve told it to my son for the past ten years (and will do so for an eleventh.) It’s for his own good (much like Jesus is for everyone else.)