alarm(ed about the) clock

So the alarm clock's busted. We did bring Trish's old one up from down in the basement, but haven't been able to figure out the controls. It went off yesterday morning & last nite (it'd accidentally been set to 9:23), but this morning, I woke up at 7:01 (3 sleeping pills) & it hadn't buzzed. Trish wants to buy a new one, but I'm not certain how much they cost.

Yesterday I spent a little time on the Internet before having a salami & cheese sandwich for lunch, along with canned raviolis. I spent some more time outlining PE, then ate veggies with Trish when the cab brought her home. We had leftover mac-&-cheese for supper, then I started burning CDs for wako. I'd tried earlier in the day, but my D: drive is busted. I called Joe about it, & he said I could stick it in the E: drive, copy to the C: drive, then copy to a blank disk in the E: drive. I finished 3 disks out of the 7 I plan to send to him.

The outline needs a lot of work. The story's there; an effective presentation isn't. Like Roxy with speed, do I have the Abilify to carry on? Sometimes it seems like weed is the ultimate solution, but alas, Dr. Boze won't prescribe it, & with the DEA still able to bust you, we need a national medical marijuana law. Go, Jon Tester! (He told me he believes in weed -- but how can men who've never known weed be enlightened?)

In 2 days we see Doc Larocque. Maybe something stronger will really hold me down.