…just can’t wait to get on the road again…blah ba blah ba blakin music with my friends…
My foot is killing me. Well OK it isn’t killing me, in fact I am in the process of death right now so I would conclude that gravity is more a killer of me than my foot.
Anyway. My foot hurts. I have concluded that I will need surgery so I have to work on getting that scheduled. HAH.
I can’t wait to get HOME. ET phone home. Yes that is right put a towel over my alien head, put me in a bike basket and fly me to my house please. I am cooked, done, ready to be eaten like I really hope I am being clear.
I went to a meeting in Toronto last night. It was a good meeting and I sure am glad the group was there…
When they do the keychains they say “If you stayed clean longer than you thought you could give yourself a hand.” They also ask for experienced members to HELP newcomers by getting phone numbers and whatnot. I think this is just awesome. Someone told me it was in the literature that the group is responsible for sponsoring the newcomer in the begining. I don’t know if it is there but it sure sounds good and in my opinion is the responsibility of the group!
Feeling low, but better than being high.