Yeah, you're not supposed to sleep with those on. I figured that out when I had a dream where I watched a 12-foot-tall man set my childhood house on fire.
I'm not doing the patch now, though. Cold turkey, baby!
And by cold turkey, I mean I've had three cigarettes since April 22. <.<
Contemplate quitting
Time out everything so I can quit on a certain day
Freak out
Go back to using the substance immediately
Use substance twice as much
Repeat
That's how it's going with me and caffeine right now, and that's how it went with cigarettes for a couple years.
The basement leaks like fucking crazy. I know exactly where it leaks. I've told the landlord exactly where it fucking leaks. He's told me on more occasions than I can count on one hand, "I'm going to get someone over there to take care of it."
Has anyone been over to take care of it? I'll give you one fucking guess.
If we're talking seminal albums, I might personally give that title to A Farewell to Kings. That and 2112 the year before really set the tone for what they would become musically.
The one that will always hold a special place in my heart is Signals. It has Subdivisions, which is a top three favorite song ever for me.
Oh, okay. I assumed if they know some sketchy shit was happening in that building, they could search the building, because it's all one property.
I dunno, man. I'm an expert on 80's music, not property law.
I mean, I don't care about the drug law. I'm just talking warrants. I think if they have a warrant for the building, regardless of what they're looking for, you gots to let them in.