Woke up round 4pm, went down to my buddy's place and picked up a 24mg Hydromorph-contin. Banged about half that shit right away, drove with my buddy down to another friend's apartment to blaze... well, pleasant surprise - halfway there, said friend gives us a call and informs us that his neighbor (also, hilariously enough, the building caretaker) has OC80s available... for $20 a piece.
Well, despite the fact that I wasn't planning on buying any more than the HMContin, I knew that this guy was legit... and I'm alot of things, but a man to turn down an 80 for $20 is not one of them. :D
So, when I've got my hand on the Oxy, I chill with my friends for another couple hours, not touching either pill in my possession (my buddy, the one whose apartment we were chilling at, is a bit disturbed by IV drug usage, so rather than waste my shit by railing it I just blazed, content to wait until I was back in the comfort of my own apartment to rig up.)
Stopping by Shopper's Drug Mart on the way back to my apartment, I pick up some fresh needles (having just run out earlier in the day... one pack of 10 1cc needles, one pack of 10 1/2cc). By the time I finally get home, I am bursting with anticipation.. drop my gear on the living room table, put some tunes on (The Beatles, babe..) and begin to get ready for a delicious, mixed shot. Minute or two and one hole in the skin later, I'm slamming 40mg of Oxycodone and the rest of the Hydromorphone (bout 12mg, give or take).. couple seconds after that, and I need new pants.. hahah. :D
So, that brings us to now. Gowed as fuck, waiting for another buddy to stop by with some Juicy Fruit x Early Girl bud, and glancing occasionally at the second half of my OC80... nah, save that till tomorrow. Nice wake-up shot.
Moral of today's story... I love when generous folk don't know the value of OCs. Goddamn, 80mg for $20. Can't go fuckin' wrong with that, nossir.
Have a pleasant evening, folks. :D