A Million Little Pieces

My wife read the book A Million Little Pieces recently (after it was featured on Oprah, of course...surprise surprise. Haha), and she insisted that I read it. I was hesitant at first, because I'm not really the Oprah's Book Club type. But as soon as I started, I was hooked. From page one.

I have never read something that explains what it's like to be an addict so well. It captured everything. I can't believe I'm getting on here after a month (sorry about that, by the way) and writing about a fucking book. But Jenny was right...it was definitely worth reading. And I don't really read much.

Reading about his experiences with drugs, and pain, and love, and loss, and rehab, etc. almost made me relive it all. I started having weird dreams about my past, and about drugs...it's strange, but it's almost like reading about that shit makes all of the memories resurface somehow. Good and bad. I definitely still miss some of it. That's a lie. I miss it every day of my life. I think it's something I'll always struggle with, but I don't miss everything else that came with it. My life is so good now. I'm not going to fuck that up.

The guy that wrote the book has never used again, and I find that extremely inspiring. If he could go against all of the AA bullshit (not all of it is bullshit, but a lot of it is), break all the rules, and still get over his addiction, it makes me think that I can too.

I still can't believe I'm writing about a fucking book. But if you haven't read it, you should.


By the way, I've been clean for 4 months now, as of the 7th. Three days after my birthday. 26...I'm getting fucking old. Haha.

Due Date

Oh yeah...I should probably mention that the baby is due on February 8. And it's a boy.

Last one for now, I promise.

Sorry for all the updates. I just haven't been here for a while.

I tried to go through and read everyone's recent entries, but I'm too fucking tired. I'll restart tomorrow...or today. Whatever. It's too early, my mind is fucked. Sorry I haven't been on, and therefore haven't commented or updated.

You'll probably get sick of me this weekend, haha. My wife is going on an "all-girls retreat" for the weekend, so something tells me I'll be spending a lot of time here.

That means I need all the entertainment I can get. So IM me. AIM: xxcmadsenxx

I want a new piercing.

But I don't know what to get. I've had pretty much everything. I never keep them for very long though. Not most of them, anyway. I'm always changing what I have pierced.

But I have the urge to go out and get one. Maybe I'll do that while Jenny's gone. Hmmm...

I'm so lame.

Haha. Seeing as how my wife is gone for the weekend, and my step daughter is with her dad, I'm going to have nothing to do all weekend. I have a feeling I'll MORE than make up for my absence here. You guys are going to get sick of me posting shit, haha.

Because that's what a lot of it will be. Random shit that nobody cares about (including me). But quite a few of my friends on here post surveys and quizzes and stuff. That should occupy some time. But don't feel obligated to read them. I'm warning you in advance...there may be A LOT of pointless updates between now and Monday. Haha.

So just ignore them and read the ones that matter.