treason

I need to get way out of myself. I been working and sweating financial crapola for what seems like forever, but time speeds up and less and less actually seems to happen... I have next week off from work. I ordered some salvia divinorum offa the internet, and some other stuff from this dude... I'm going to fast for at least 5 days; I'm going to come out the other side lean, hungry, and spiritually and artistically on FIRE!!! Look into my inscrutable eye, but ye shall know naught; I am the kether, the ain soph...
Lately I just want to come home after work, order Chinese food, eat it, and watch TV until I go to sleep. Oh yeah, and look at shit on ebay. I'll fixate on a set of objects, like military surplus watches or guitar effect pedals. Chunks of Kyanite and Moldavite. Sigue Sigue Sputnik memorabilia. Etc., etc., etc. Its like I'm a labor production robot who is programmed only to refuel itself and look through storerooms for add-on modular component devices that it needs for reasons known only to the absent and deranged programmer.
I'll cut loose on Friday, though. Big company christmas party. Time to grab the boss by his lapels, breathe open-bar scotch breath in his face, slur out a few unintelligible insults, then go make out with the middle-aged HR woman and the chinese tech support guy in a bathroom stall.