Mmm, Vicodin.
Came home with a massive backache last night. Took two pills left over from my gallbladder surgery two or three years ago. That was twelve hours ago. Didn’t manage to drag my ass out of bed until about an hour ago. Still slightly high.
Heroin people: I understand you, and I shall not judge.
Also, I’ve been sitting here staring at this computer waiting for inspiration to strike for half an hour and it hasn’t happened yet, so it’s time to give up and take a shower. I have my first ukulele lesson tonight and I’m mildly panicking about it for some reason (OMG WHAT IF HE THINKS I’M DUMB???) and in between now and then all I have to do is make a phone call and run some errands in Mishawaka. If anything fascinating happens I’ll be sure to tell you about it.
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i’m sure i’ve mentioned before, many many times, that learning an instrument as an adult is at LEAST as much an education in humility as it is in music. both contribute to one’s overall betterment; one hurts way more, bahaa. maybe a pre-lesson vicodin? because yes: there’s a reason people take that shit for funsies. (i still have half a bottle of roxicet and most of a bottle of vicodin from my tonsillectomy, and although they’re both aging and take a little longer to kick in – and really, isn’t THAT at least as true of the drug-taker as of the drug – they are both still fine escapes from pain.)
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Vicodin doesn’t actually cure pain for me. It just makes me not CARE. It also makes it impossible to sleep, but substitutes some sort of very pleasant meditative/trance state thing that still somehow counts as rest. Every time I take one I get all nervous about OMG THIS FEELS GOOD ADDICTION ADDICTION and then I remember that that surgery was seriously years ago and I still haven’t finished the bottle and never even got the refill. I think I’m okay!
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I never experienced Vicodin nor learning to play an instrument, but I can share the feeling of nervousness before I went back to art school for a week. I was also afraid to look dumb, and since I have not created thus much art lately I did not know how I will perform. It all turned out well. The instructors were very good and inspiring. Just have fun with your lesson!
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