Football is Back
This morning I wore a hoodie to work for the first time since probably April. It was cool and crisp. This is my favorite time of the year. Football season. Saturday afternoons, fire up the grill, comfortable in the shop, and just a chance to really relax. I’ve discovered that the heat really affects my moods. The only time I went in the hospital was at the end of summer, my episode last year was during the summer, and my first summer sober was quite rough. I’m feeling pretty good, though.
I think Auburn is going to be pretty good. The team is completely loaded and they finally have a coach with a plan. Only weakness is going to be run defense, but if they can put up points, that’s not going to matter. The SEC looks incredible as usual. Alabama, Georgia, Auburn, Texas A&M, Ole Miss, Florida, and maybe even Kentucky look like real contenders. Fans are back, Gameday is back, Finebaum is back. God, this is going to be fun. I don’t think there’s been this much anticipation for a season in my lifetime. People are fucking tired of the stress and want to blow off some steam, so War Damn Eagle.
And yeah, I have a new diagnosis, schizoaffective disorder even though there’s not a clear boundary between bipolar with psychosis and schizoaffective disorder. I’m happy with this because it actually explains a lot. My catastrophic thinking is actually pretty delusional and I have it a lot more now that I’m not drinking. Whenever I start having catastropic thinking, I snap my fingers twice right beside my head to remind myself to snap out of it and it does help even if it makes me seem a little crazy. It is a more severe diagnosis, but my man John Nash of “A Beautiful Mind’ fame won a damn Nobel and had a schitzophrenic diagnosis and that was years ago. I don’t think I’m going to win a Nobel, but I know I have a beautiful mind and so what if a little insanity goes with it. If I can manage the bad stuff, it’s hella fun to be creative and insightful.
Anyway, Auburn 37-Penn State 24