The rum marijuana is all gone and that was as stupid of a decision on my part as I knew it would be. Satan decided to tempt me by basically giving me 90% of the days between then and now off work and I proceeded to go through 3g of concentrate in the course of maybe 16 days. That's like doing several dabs a day for non-smokers. To make matters worse I locked myself out of my truck when I got to work, but thankfully I was able to get some help from fam who's usually wishy-washy.
It's ok though. Work is still gay but I don't hate myself as much for now and that's the important part. They increased my test dosages last Thursday and now I'm worried I might be causing permanent damage to my body. I say that because I was able to get through work today without my knees feeling like they'd blow out, despite having a significantly higher number of packages that required squatting/kneeling compared to normal, and despite sleep deprivation. I'll have to make sure I take care of myself. I think I'm going to focus on cleaning house the rest of this week since I can't even get to my power cage right now after a supply drop-off of toilet paper/paper towels.
On the spiritual side, I've been working through some stuff after my little depressive sadcuntery. I don't feel like I'm any closer to being out of the hole, but at least, for the first time in a while, I'm not really worried about it either. I can't believe I missed the Virgin Mary's birthday on the 8th because I was too fucking high, but all I can do is ask the father for forgiveness and keep pushing forward. Finished up the Old Testament (including apocrypha) Sunday night and got through the last of the Gospels last night by finishing Luke, so now it's just Acts for these last 45ish audio files. I think I'll download the Patristic Nectar Publications application since Father Josiah Trenham is doing God's work (pun intended), and I might also look at some of the bible studies of the ACROD Diocese since Father Kenneth Bachofsky has a lot of scriptural study lectures. Funnily enough that's the note that Father Mike Schmitz ended on today was how no matter how much water is spilled, the fountain will always deplete you first because there is always something new to learn. I really want to go to church, but Saturdays I stay up late since it's the primary day I get to see my friends/family, and I have to get up for work around 3-4PM on Sundays and Divine Liturgy is at 9AM... I might just suck it up anyways since it would be better to be sleep deprived than to be spiritually deprived. I really don't wanna go to day shift and if I take up the 2nd shift that has Sundays off, I'll never see my friends since I'll have to work every Saturday, so it's a conflicted feel.
Well best to take a shower and cook last meal. I hate calling it supper since it's morning but it's not like I'm breaking a sleeping fast to justify calling it breakfast. Maybe play some spehs geimu for an hour depending.