
Some times I suspect that I’m secretly plotting against me to destroy myself. I regularly sabotage projects that I’m working on, break things that belong to me or I’ll forget what the hell I was doing in the first place. I even trick myself into forgetting to eat sometimes and if it wasn’t for my wife I would have probably wasted away by now.
I imagine the evil me is like the evil Spock, the same but with a goatee. Then again, I already have a goatee. Maybe then it's me without a goatee. Well, I don't have a full goatee, it's more like half a goatee on my chin. So I guess it's like Spock with a mustache? Ah, forget it.
Example – Being the good nerd that I am I downloaded the release candidate of Windows 7 to install on my computer. (I build my own computers and I’ve managed to sabotage myself there too, but that’s another story.) I back up all my important files, burn the ISO file to a disc using Nero and I install the operating system.
When the installation is completing and the time comes to enter my activation key I type it in and get a, “this is not a valid key lol” message. The hell? I type it in again and it’s a no-go. Well crap. Grumbling under my breath I go over to my wife’s computer and start downloading a Windows 7 ISO file and I get a new key for it. (At this point I am thinking that the key-code is directly linked to the specific file you downloaded, which was wrong as I would find out later.)
I install a new program on my wife’s PC do I can burn the damn file again and I get up to grab a blank DVD off my desk. I forgot that I’d just opened the DVD drive and I kick the tray you put the disc in and I broke it. I broke it really good. (Because hay, if you’re going to break something you might as well do the job right.) Now it's a cup holder sticking out of her computer.
At this point I’m a little upset. I’m under the belief that the install key-code is directly linked to the ISO file that I need to burn, and now the DVD burner is out of commission so I'm screwed. It's possible to install Win 7 off a flash drive but I don’t have one that’s big enough to hold all the data. So now I’m getting ready to reinstall Windows XP on my computer, re-download Windows 7 and reinstall all the crap I need to burn it to a disc when I get the bright idea of trying to use the other code I got off my wife’s computer.

Everything I touch I destroy.
The next morning I wake up and like each morning I take my good old 150mg Wellbutrin tablet and I put another in my pocket. That’s what I was supposed to do anyway. Instead I took one and then stuck the other one in my mouth; just barely managing to catch myself before I could swallow it. Close call! Thinking about how scatterbrained I can be sometimes I throw it away, get another tab out of the bottle and what do I do? I promptly swallow the damn thing.
I’m trying to poison myself.
"See kids? It's a happy pill so eat the whole bottle! NOMNOMNOMNOMNOM!"

I figure I can handle the high dosage but I’d really rather not risk it so I try to induce vomiting but all I can throw up is water. Oh, I should mention that now I 'm running late for work. I drink a glass of salt water as an ipecac but it doesn’t help, so now I’m speeding to work with a belly full of saltwater and buzzing away on 300mg’s of a strong anti-depressive and life it just peachy. At work I felt like I had just drank a pot of espresso and I was wired until 1030 when the effects began to wear off, not to mention the fact that I was dehydrated from the glass of salt water I drank and I felt like crap.
I must be stopped before I can do any more damage. I'm my own worst enemy.
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