CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
2003- The Formula
This is what I came up with to smooth out the rough edges of my days in the dungeon.
Not strictly parole- friendly, but close enough:
François Voyer VSOP cognac- 3 shots poured into a glass of heated milk, with a pinch of grated nutmeg.
Unisom SleepTabs- 3 pills totaling 75 milligrams.
Ambien- Whenever I could get it. Usually from some shady motherfucker standing outside the parole office. Sometimes from one of my Wall Street bro clients.
QCarbo32- On Ambien-centered weeks, a 16 ounce bottle would ensure a clean urine test.
Goldenseal- I popped a capsule or two every day, just for backup.
Also… I’d hit the ganja whenever I came across it. Weed was never one of my favorite things, but it did help quiet the voices in my head.
By November I was polishing off at least half a bottle of cognac a night and began to actively search for Ambien connects.
