I Got The Fucking Thing

I don’t know what to call it, it’s not really a job. It’s some paid training and an apprenticeship. The thing that I decided when I was 18, was a bad idea… at 43, I’m doing it now.

Amazingly, it’s a cut in pay for the shit job I do now. Because it’s a structured apprenticeship, there’s not much room to move on the wage either for the first couple years. I wasn’t making a lot more than minimum wage, but it was almost $3/hr more than what I’m going to. In theory, 3-4 years down the road it will be a different picture.

It essentially means I’m going back to school, which doesn’t excite me, but maybe it will get me a little closer to where I always dreamed I’d be. I still would rather be a writer, some sort of artist, but there’s no prospect on that front. I can’t even afford to keep this website going. The nominal hosting and domain renewal is breaking me. That’s kind of sad.

I won’t ask for donations because there’s no content on here worth any money yet, but I’m going to try to make it worth something in the future. Maybe I’ll switch to a more automotive theme, and if any money comes in I’ll get back to some drug chemistry and trip reports.

I have some requests for safer codeine extraction method, safer than cold water extraction (CWE), that I have used myself but haven’t been able to test it enough to confidently discuss it on the internet. I have some other topics on harm reduction and experience maximization I’d like to explore, but being broke is an impediment.

On the topic of drugs, I’m two days in to my latest suboxone taper, now at 4mg. I know next week is going to be hard. I’m pretty much limited to 1mg drops, and that’s accounting for an increasingly larger percentage of my dose. I’m tired of being sick from the taper, but at least equally tired of being tied to daily witnessed doses.

That’s it for today, fuck everything.

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