A Couple Of Cold Ones

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First things first y’all! Today is Monday September 24, 2018 and it means that I have been sober for three months and six days or rather yet, ninety-eight days and as always, I feel like Tony the fucking tiger… GRRRRREAT! No anxiety, no depression, no hangover, no regrets… I mean nothing!

On another sober weekend note! Today I am happy to say, that I had another great sober weekend. As I mentioned on my two previous boring posts, I thought that I was going to have two molars extracted on Saturday, but since that didn’t happen, I was just chilling like a villain at home. As usual, I did some shopping with the boss and she did have a couple of cold ones with one of her sisters… YES! YES! YES! She had a couple of her favorite beer from a twelve pack that I bought her about a week ago while shopping with her. Even though she didn’t want the twelve pack, because she felt that it wasn’t fair for her to drink alcohol, while I’m trying to stay sober, I had to explain to her once again, that I am the one with the weekend binging problem, not her. Plus unlike me, she only drinks once in a blue moon. Hey look, only because I can’t control my weekend drinking, doesn’t mean that I have to be an asshole and tell everyone, that they can’t drink around me. That would just be fucking selfish and stupid. In the beginning it was hard for me, but now I can be around people who are drinking and as long as I don’t reminisce or think about it, I’m OK.

As for my loyal 1.5 readers, I just hope that wherever you are in this crazy planet of ours, you are having a good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. Always try to enjoy it to the fullest and don’t let nothing or nobody fuck it up for you no matter what happens.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

No Pain… Literally!

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What up! What up! What up kids! Today is Sunday September 23, 2018 and it means that I have been sober for three months and five days or rather yet, ninety-seven days. As always, I feel like Tony the tiger… GRRRRREAT!

On a not so painful note! Yesterday I did go to my dentist appointment, but the dentist wasn’t able to do the molar extractions, so he referred me to an oral surgeon to get the work done. Right now I’m waiting until Monday to call and try to set up an appointment for next Friday, that way I will only need to use one vacation day and I’ll have the weekend to recover quietly at home. He did tell me that I need a lot of work done and the reality of it is, that it is going to be expensive. The good thing is, that I have my salt mine dental plan, my FSA (Flexible Spending Account) and a credit card to get the ball rolling. Since both plans start every January first with a set amount of money that I can use for the year, after using up this year’s money, I’ll just have to wait a couple of months until January, to get more work done. One really good thing that came out of my visit today was, that since my wife’s cousin is the office manager at the dental office, she told me that she will speak with her boss, in order for me to get a discount on the implants. Woo-Hoo! I really can’t complain.

As for my loyal 1.5 readers, I just hope that wherever you are in this crazy planet of ours, you are having a good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. Always try to enjoy it to the fullest and don’t let nothing or nobody fuck it up for you no matter what happens.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

Wednesday Phone Day

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First things first my peeps! Today is Wednesday September 19, 2018 and it means that I have been sober for three months and one day or rather yet, a total of ninety-three days. As always, I feel like Tony the tiger… GRRRRREAT!

On a salt mine note! Yes! Yes! Yes! and Yes! As the tittle implies, today is just another dreaded phone day at the salt mines. The thing about being on the phone is, that lately, other companies are trying to make customers switch from our company to theirs, which in reality, we don’t care, because they still have to use our infrastructure, so the company still makes a profit. But the thing is, that we’ve been receiving a lot of calls, specially from representatives from other companies, trying to pass as the real customers, which is a pain in the ass. I mean, how many times, can the same guy, call from the same phone number, with different customer names and different account numbers? REALLY!? The dumb-asses actually think that we don’t recognize their voices and that we don’t have call ID. There’s only two of us working the fucking phone everyday! SMMFH! But that’s the shit that I have to deal with all the time that I’m on the phone and that is the one reason why I hate it so much. The calls from government agencies are no problem at all, those I like, as a matter of fact, since I’ve known most of the representatives from those agencies for a long time, we joke around. But like always… it pays the bills and that’s what matters.

As for my loyal 1.5 readers, I just hope that wherever you are in this crazy planet of ours, you are having a good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. Always try to enjoy it to the fullest and don’t let nothing or nobody fuck it up for you no matter what happens.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

Three Sober Months

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What up! What up! What up my peeps! Today is Tuesday September 18, 2018 and it means that I have been sober for three months or rather yet, ninety-two days in total. As always, I feel like Tony the tiger… GRRRRREAT!

OK! OK! OK! OK! OK my peeps!… YES I DID IT AGAIN!… You can stop the applause and sit down now! I broke my sober record yet again, by staying sober for three months for the first time in the last three years. I have to say, that it really feels fucking incredible, to wake up on a Monday morning, with no hangover from binge drinking the entire weak end. Don’t get me wrong, I had some stinking thinking and drunk dreams, but that doesn’t matter as long as I stay away from my good old friend… alcohol. I really do feel great, since I haven’t had a hangover in three months. My trick to not drinking on the weak ends is, keeping busy by doing different things, like go shopping with my wife, go to parties, listen to music or even watch some reruns of my favorite sitcoms that I have previously recorded. Sometimes I do get bored, so I take naps and walk to the store to get something to eat or even cigarettes. The thing about my sobriety is, that I have to look for different ways to keep my crazy weekend binge drinking brain busy, as long as I do that, I’ll be OK. Right now, I’m looking forward to four sober months. WOO-HOO!

As for my loyal 1.5 readers, I just hope that wherever you are in this crazy planet of ours, you are having a good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. Always try to enjoy it to the fullest and don’t let nothing or nobody fuck it up for you no matter what happens.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

It’s A Fuck It Kind Of Day

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What up! What up! What up my peeps! Today is Tuesday September 11, 2018 and it means that I have been sober for two month and twenty-four days or rather yet, eighty-five days. As always, I feel like Tony the tiger… GRRRRREAT!

On a fuck it kind of day note! This morning, after taking a three-day weekend from the salt mines, I looked at myself in the mirror and realized that I haven’t shaved in about a week. For a few seconds, I really thought about shaving, but then I said… NAH! FUCK IT! I’ll just go into the salt mines looking like this. Hey look! My stupidvisors don’t give a rat’s ass how I look when I walk in, all they care about is, that I do make it into the salt mines and that by the end of the day, the work that had been assigned to me is done. Now if I was to show up only wearing my pink Speedos, pink flip-flops and my pink straw hat, then I think they might have a little problem with that. As always, as long as I am not hurting myself, others or breaking any rule or law, I’m not afraid of being myself.

As for my loyal 1.5 readers, I just hope that wherever you are in this crazy planet of ours, you are having a good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. Always try to enjoy it to the fullest and don’t let nothing or nobody fuck it up for you no matter what happens.

P.S. I really don’t own pink Speedos, pink flip-flops or a pink straw hat. I’m just fucking with you. Not that there’s anything wrong with it!

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

September Session With My Shrink

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What up! What up! What up my homies! Today is Friday September 7, 2018 and it means that I have been sober for two months and twenty days or rather yet, a grand total of eighty-one days. As always, I feel like Tony the tiger… GRRRRREAT!

OK, on a monthly session with my shrink note! Yesterday I saw my shrink and as always, after talking with him, I felt like if a ton of bricks was lifted off of my shoulders. I have to say, that he was very happy and proud of my sobriety. He even congratulated me a couple of times for being sober for so long. He did asked me how was I doing on the weekends, since that’s the only time that I binge drink. I told him that I have been busy, going out with my wife to two wedding receptions and two get together with a few of my fellow co-workers. But other than that, I’ve doing pretty, pretty good. I mean, aside from my share of stinking thinking and a drunk dream, I’m really doing good. As a matter of fact, I specially don’t miss the hangovers, anxiety, depression and regrets that sets in after a weekend of drinking. The first few weekends were not easy for me, but right now, I’m chilling like a villain.

As for my loyal five to ten readers, I just hope that wherever you are in this crazy planet of ours, you are having a good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. Always try to enjoy it to the fullest and don’t let nothing or nobody fuck it up for you no matter what happens.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

My Drunk Dreams

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What up! What up! What up my homies! Today is Friday August 31, 2018 and it means that I have been sober for two months and thirteen days or rather yet, a grand total of seventy-four days. As always, I feel like Tony the tiger… GRRRRREAT! I am so fucking looking forward to my first sober three-day weekend in a long ass time. Woo! Hoo!

On a drunk dreaming note! When I was sober for five years, I had my share of drunk dreams. Just in case five out of my ten loyal readers don’t know what drunk dreaming is, it’s having a dream in which I fucked up my sobriety, by getting drunk. The thing is, that even if they are different dreams all the time, the feeling of guilt and shame is all the same. One of the funny thing about those dreams is, that I know that I’m drinking and I know that I’m drunk, but the shit is, that I can’t remember how I got to that point. In other words, when was it that I had my first beer in my dream. I do have to say, that the really fucked part of it all is, waking up shitting bricks, because the dreams are so real, that I actually think, that I did go to bed drunk. I mean, it takes a few seconds for me to realize that it was just another one of my stupid drunk dreams, but for those few seconds, I feel like shit, because I think that I fucked up my sobriety. There have even been instances, when after a drunk dream, I felt hungover for a couple of hours after I wake up. I know it’s hard to believe, but it does happen. Well, after all is said and done, they are just drunk dreams. Nothing more, nothing less. I just have to take it one weak end at a time.

As for my loyal five to ten readers, I just hope that wherever you are in this crazy planet of ours, you are having a good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. Always try to enjoy it to the fullest and don’t let nothing or nobody fuck it up for you no matter what happens or goes down.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!