I am still working 70-85 hours every week, but I got accustomed to it and my anxiety is (a little bit) less. I am still eating fast food as my one and only meal every night on the way home from work at 8-10. I am still smoking like a stack and have no libido. I woke up today at 9:00, and it was so nice. I took a shower and didn't have to rush, I just walked around and played with the dog, and then finally shuffled off to work. I stayed until 10 and was a wreck by the end of the day, but the morning was just excellent.
I went to a party Friday night, held by my upstairs neighbors. I felt like a douche at first but I started drinking liquor and got more comfortable. I think I got too comfortable as I ended up calling my neighbor a slut and a whore and kind of in a roundabout way called my other neighbor a fag. I probably won't be invited to their parties as they probably think I am a big asshole. I don't know why I get mouthy when I am drunk, I just kind of lose my ability to keep my opinions to myself. I hope I was just remembering it worse than it actually was. I wasn't even trying to be insulting, it just kind of came out of my mouth and there it was. I woke up with a hangover and worked about 10 hours, so I kind of got mine.