Ahhh...the beauty of alcohol. Yes, I do believe I'm enjoying myself. So because I'm having so much fun in spite of the fact that EVERYTHING sucks, I think it's time for 'Meander into the Bitter Past Time'! Okay, let me see... what page shall I choose of the Italy Journal? Page 84... "My inner demons are winning." Nah. Page 110, December 4th, Thursday... "I need to sleep more... my stomach is sick, my mind is ill, my will is shot, weak and under-fueled. Still I feel no hope in salvaging my year, or even salvagin myself." Err..nah, not that one either. Let's look further back maybe? Okay, page 33... "Better call a shrink!" In bold mind you! Nope, not that page for damned sure. Let's look one more time. Ah, we have a winner! Page 54... A cutout of a toilet! "Contro episodi di stitichezza, la lettura più stimolante è il foglietto illustrativo. Di duolaxan." That's the add. Had to include it in the journal. I remember that day like it was a long time ago and clouded by drugs...
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