My suggestion is that if you have a debit card, you need to turn it over to a trusted friend until you have gotten through with it and gotten some sleep. Yeah yeah, it's just another fifty bucks, I don't need it, I can just pay half the ____ bill, I can just pay it next month. Next thing you know, you're sitting in your place broke as hell, depressed as fuck (that's a nice little thing you get messin with coke, you wanna eat and sleep all the damn time) with all your utilities cut off. lol. Good times indeed! My good times involved eventually doing time, and yeppers, I started out just snorting a little blow here and there or on the weekends. As a matter of fact, this old whore I know decided to get a little cocaine to accompany a few bricks of H. Now, this old whore might just mess with the hard version once a year because it really is a shitty drug. Long story short, she ended up posting up a table and chairs in her master bath, brought in a bottle of vodka to accompany the crack and heroin and emerged many many hours later, drunk, high, and wigged out saying 'man, just tell me it ain't around next tme you're copping h and I ask about crack. She meant it too. it's a shitty drug....