I've come to realize that I need help. I'm not eating because of it. I'm not sleeping because of it. I want it all the time. My eyes are bloodshot. My head aches when I don't have it . . . and when I do, but it makes the achies less bad. I'm neglecting the outside world, I'm forgetting my obligations, but it makes me laugh and cry. I can't
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Got same issue here. Have another two days off work. Have to catch up on all of season 2 and three of Battlestar, which just finished being um... "delivered" via a local pirate ship, so, um... wish I had a working laptop to instead of the desktop machine.
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If you need some methadone, I've still got three more seasons of SG-1 you haven't seen yet ;-P
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Oh God, I need another hit . . .
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