picked up some dimes of chicago's signature mix. because my chunk dealer and i are having issues. she wasn't responding (i wasn't badgering either) and then got worked up when i got from someone else. i explained she's kind, honest, and professional; i prefer her stuff, but that i need a response even if it's saying hold your horses. i'm not sure how that went over. if next time i talk to her i suspect she's still mad, i'll move on completely. because it's dangerous to buy from a dope boy/girl who doesn't like you. eventually i really will post some of the chunks i got from her, because she has fire.
stuff i got is pretty damn good for the weird chicago scramble. it's got some fent, but a lot of heroin as well (edit: mostly fent. just enough heroin to have that taste and smell. enough to feel it in addition to the fent, but the fent dominates). guy i bought from had me cracking up. i was wandering around taking pictures and all the sudden i realized i was in that part of town. i locked eyes with a guy and what happened next was clever. i don't wanna describe it because he had a good vetting process and i'm not letting undercovers know the details. let's just say it had me laughing once i figured it out. though he did try to tell me a dime was a dub. i was like, "no way, i'm new to this city but not that green." he didn't argue soon as he realized i knew what was what. he also asked me if i was a cop. i said no, and he was like, "you'd have to tell me if you were right"? i said i'm pretty sure cops can say whatever they want, including that they are not a cop. he said "yeah, but everyone asks that questions so i ask it too."
so much powder. please give it to me before the dormin. he gave me his number so i'm sure i can negotiate it.