What's up BL'ers?
So... I might go to jail.. No biggie.. Ha.
But, I'm hoping to avoid that possibility. I'm off the dope and it feels damn good. I feel like I have some semblance of sanity back, as if a veil has been lifted and I can finally see and feel again. Things are finally good for me, which would make it that much harder if it all got ripped away by the courts.
In other news, to add some more perspective to my life, I ran into an old buddy today at the diner.. an old old old buddy, and not because I've known him a long time, it's because he's old as fuck..
Everyone calls him "Jimmy Genius", because he must be a genius for somehow figuring out how to use massive amounts of dope for forty years and still be alive. I think his name should be .. "Jimmy Lucky As Shit", but that's just me.. Anyway, he was still looking as haggard as ever, as if the Crypt Keeper and Iggy Pop had a baby. But, the dude is still alive and kicking.. somehow. He's got long white hair, a beard stained yellow from all the years of 2 packs a day, and a big faded ass sailor jerry pinup tattoo on his neck (when you can make it out through all the wrinkles). I have no idea where he could possibly be shooting up anymore, as his last good vein must have died out twenty years ago.
So I say hello, and he mutters out some unintelligible shit, his voice all raspy like he's swallowed a spoonful of dirt. I wanna tell him to fuck off and let me eat my pancakes but.. ya gotta respect the old timers you know? So I nod and smile, while he scratches at his neck and sways back and forth like a Weeble Wobble.
After he leaves.. I stare down at my food, having totally lost my appetite (which is a shame because that place makes the best blueberry pancakes in the city), and thank the God's that I'm clean right now.. because I'm sure, a long long time ago, Jimmy Genius was having a meal just like that, talking to some other old dope fiend, and promised himself he'd never become that... but, sure enough... here he was all those years later.
So, I'll say it now for you all to read.
I don't ever want to become that.
-Scagnattie
So... I might go to jail.. No biggie.. Ha.
But, I'm hoping to avoid that possibility. I'm off the dope and it feels damn good. I feel like I have some semblance of sanity back, as if a veil has been lifted and I can finally see and feel again. Things are finally good for me, which would make it that much harder if it all got ripped away by the courts.
In other news, to add some more perspective to my life, I ran into an old buddy today at the diner.. an old old old buddy, and not because I've known him a long time, it's because he's old as fuck..
Everyone calls him "Jimmy Genius", because he must be a genius for somehow figuring out how to use massive amounts of dope for forty years and still be alive. I think his name should be .. "Jimmy Lucky As Shit", but that's just me.. Anyway, he was still looking as haggard as ever, as if the Crypt Keeper and Iggy Pop had a baby. But, the dude is still alive and kicking.. somehow. He's got long white hair, a beard stained yellow from all the years of 2 packs a day, and a big faded ass sailor jerry pinup tattoo on his neck (when you can make it out through all the wrinkles). I have no idea where he could possibly be shooting up anymore, as his last good vein must have died out twenty years ago.
So I say hello, and he mutters out some unintelligible shit, his voice all raspy like he's swallowed a spoonful of dirt. I wanna tell him to fuck off and let me eat my pancakes but.. ya gotta respect the old timers you know? So I nod and smile, while he scratches at his neck and sways back and forth like a Weeble Wobble.
After he leaves.. I stare down at my food, having totally lost my appetite (which is a shame because that place makes the best blueberry pancakes in the city), and thank the God's that I'm clean right now.. because I'm sure, a long long time ago, Jimmy Genius was having a meal just like that, talking to some other old dope fiend, and promised himself he'd never become that... but, sure enough... here he was all those years later.
So, I'll say it now for you all to read.
I don't ever want to become that.
-Scagnattie
