Can I get a Xanax IV pump pronto, PLEASE!!!!

I've forgotten how stressful moving is. I've lived w/ my mother for the last 5 1/2 yrs. since my 1st marriage went to the shitter. Let me rephrase this b/c I've moved several times while I've lived w/ mom but I wasn't responsible for the moving process. In other words, I didn't have to orchestrate the entire moving ordeal, I'd only move my shit. I've been a spoiled little fuck for quite some time, damn! Anyhow, I've got my shit piled in my car, in my mom's house & some stuff at the new apt. The only time Andy & I have been able to spend an entire nite in our place is when we went there to pass out from one of our drunken episodes. BTW, that "habit" will be coming to a screeching halt d/t the fact we're going to be quite poor & need to find other things to do to occupy our time- zoo, library, sex, Frist, movies, etc. So many options, so little time. Speaking of time, I'm wasting it b/c I need to be working on my pt's charts instead of blogging about nothing in particular. That's about it, I'm out...