Except, you know, it wouldn't if i had something to drink. Today i have sat at home occasionally doing work, occasionally doing coding for an open source project i am somehow now a contributor to and occasionally staring into space blankly. All the while grinding my teeth to dust, as if my coffee this morning were spiked with meth. I don't think i will be able to sleep at this rate. I'm just edgy. So edgy. I want something to drink, oh God i want something to drink.
The thing is, i fear what will happen if i don't. If it turns 3 in the morning and i am at my wit's end i may go out clubbing and fuck up my whole entire week again. If i get very drunk that could also happen, because i won't care about my job. But if i do it right, i will pass out, then i will be okay.
Yup, doing totally fine without the medication.
Hey, even if i was on the medication, sitting around all day sober would be boring as hell.