I was sick last week, which sucked. It was extra sucky because I’m an accountant and last week was right in the middle of the Quarter-End crunch (which was also the Year-End crunch!). I had to go in to work anyway and get my shit done. Fortunately I had drugs to reply on to mask the symptoms. And I gotta say, as crappy as it feels, there’s also something exhilarating about knowing that you are using drugs to burn up your reserves, to push beyond what you should be capable of doing. It’s stupid, but it feels sorta heroic to burn up your body in the push to reach urgent goals. You get this primal sense of righteousness, that you are doing a Good Thing by sacrificing your well-being for the survival of your tribe. Even if it’s just accounting.
Drugs Are Tools
Drugs Are Tools
Drugs Are Tools
I was sick last week, which sucked. It was extra sucky because I’m an accountant and last week was right in the middle of the Quarter-End crunch (which was also the Year-End crunch!). I had to go in to work anyway and get my shit done. Fortunately I had drugs to reply on to mask the symptoms. And I gotta say, as crappy as it feels, there’s also something exhilarating about knowing that you are using drugs to burn up your reserves, to push beyond what you should be capable of doing. It’s stupid, but it feels sorta heroic to burn up your body in the push to reach urgent goals. You get this primal sense of righteousness, that you are doing a Good Thing by sacrificing your well-being for the survival of your tribe. Even if it’s just accounting.