Rev's blog: "WTF?"

So... I've been AWOL again. Apparently the doc has been having some problems getting my medication right. Well no fucking shit, Sherlock. It seems like all I've done for weeks is work and fucking sleep. I've been like a zombie but it's supposed to be "helping" me. It's supposed to making me cope "better". Well, fuck that shit. Apart from the odd manic episode and almost constantly feeling sad (for want of a better word) I was doing OK I guess. But now I'm Mr fucking Zombie boy all work and sleep. I've got to stick with this programme of medication for another 4 weeks too, "to give it time to work" according to the doc. Man, I never had this trouble when I was a total chemical freak. Street drugs are way fucking better than this shit they're prescribing me. They've made the wrong fucking drugs legal. It's time to review the system, lol. Anyway, work - warehousing for a company that supplies electrical goods and toys to major retailers ain't exactly a bundle of laughs on the run up to Christmas. It's busy as fuck and the day just flies by but I'm sick to the back fucking teeth of checking in huge quantities of Bratz merchandise and sending it back out to various stores so that parents can buy this shit for their children. I don't get it personally, I mean - why would you buy dolls that resemble dead hookers? I've seen dead hookers so I know what I'm talking about too. I was so sure it said "Whorehouse operatives required" in the ad - I don't think I would have applied for the position otherwise. Well, I guess it pays well so I can't really complain. Thanks to those who at least pretend to miss me and leave me nice profile comments and messages. BIG THANKS to Tew for giving me a Blast. I didn't even have to get my dick out on cam this time either, heheheh. Take care guys - The God of Donkeys loves you all :P