2 YEARS.

Wow. I was just reading Bruce Miller's Barksdale Blog. He has just gone to see " A Little Night Music" on Broadway . Apparently Catherine Zeta-Jones is in it. And Angela Lansbury I think?
Anyhow. I can still hear John singing "Later", I can still hear Jan, as Petra, saying "You smell of SOAP!" And I can still hear Carol's harp and see her hands on the strings. I can still see that one star shooting across the 'sky' as the play ends and the last notes fall. Each night at the end of "Night Music" I died a little death myself. I loved that production.
Well today I have been sober, this time, for two years. I went to work, did my job, came home and watched "Damages", "Nurse Jackie" and "Bones" as well as did a chapter of homework for computer logic class. Now it is 9 pm and time for bed.
I told my boss today that I cannot work Saturdays anymore, that two years of it is all I have in me. I can't do it. It nearly killed me last Saturday. He said "OK".
Apparently he is finally getting us on payroll. I can go ask for food stamps now that everything is legal again. I can apply for that grant too.
wooopee. The thing is, I'm so lonely I want to curl up in a ball and die.