If ignorance is bliss then I'm in heaven now.

Today was a decent day. Took my dogs to the dog park, along with my girlfriend and brother. Scotty, my 5 year old male Westie, was a little escape artist and squeezed himself through the fence and enjoyed a taste of freedom but I quickly grabbed his harness and wrangled him back into the fenced-in area. I wish they'd fix the door to the dog park. Having a secure place for your dogs to run around in is kind of the point of a dog park, isn't it? My dogs are so lazy so they didn't really run around much unless one of us had a treat in our hands and made them chase us.

I also brought a basketball to play around with but there were kids playing at every single hoop and they didn't look like they were leaving any time soon so we just left after the dogs stopped being interested in the dog park. I wanted to shoot some hoops because it's been so fucking long since I played basketball. I was on the varsity team back in Elementary and Middle School and probably would have been on a team in High School but then drugs and alcohol took over. I love standing mid-court and just shooting the ball as hard as I can. It's mostly air balls but there's nothing like making a basket from mid-court. It's fucking awesome.

As for drugs, I'm waiting on a bundle of H that is seemingly never going to come through. Bleh. Not even a text back to be like "sorry, couldn't grab it today" but whatever. I'm kind of middle manning a transaction but it seems like the only thing I'm getting from it is a headache. I've hooked people up before but this is so fucking irritating it's not even funny. I'm about to give Person A their money back and call it a fucking day because Person B is being a crazy fucking whore. I'm doing BOTH of them favors by doing this but I just want to step back, hook them up with each other and watch them go nuclear on each other.

Anyway. Fentanyl and hydromorphone can be added to my list of "tried opioids" ... not sure if I'd seek them out again. Maybe the fentanyl lollipops... it's just so relaxing to lie in bed and twirl a lollipop to the side of your cheek and be high before my feet hit the floor. :D If I ever get over my needle issues, I'd most definitely want to retry hydromorphone IV'd. Otherwise, give me oxycodone, oxymorphone or heroin. Stuff that works (almost) just as good snorted as IV'd.

I lost my coke source for the time being. But I'm thinking that's a good thing. I'm trying to taper down the oxycodone quite a bit. Unless this bundle comes through, then I'm going to have a blast...

I really want to go to the Cloisters for some reason.

I have a box full of baseball/basketball cards that I found in my brother's closet... the junkie bitch in me wants to go through them and see if any of them are worth any money but there's like a shit ton of them and I have no idea who any of these people on the cards are. 8) Oh well.

 

Yo, don't go to the cloisters! I'm a HUGE fan of medieval art, amd I visited there a few months ago....BIG dissapointment.

They've moved a lot of their work over to the met, in fact there are only two illuminated manuscripts left, and a random mishmash of Romanesque/Gothic art-none of wich is particularly fascinating.

Check out the Onassis Foundation in midtown. It's awsome, though maybe I'm reading into this wong and you just like the locatin of the cloisters, and I'm just an art history geek.

Anyway, people are offten super impatient when it comes to middle-manning (god knows I've been). It's hard to appreciate that someone is doing you a favor when you're friending for that h. Hope it works out.

 

Damn, the only reason I was going to go there was for the medieval art... It has always fascinated me as well. That's disappointing... The Met just raped the Cloisters? I still wanna go just because of the architecture / castle type stuff and because I live in NY but haven't been yet haha.

This middle-manning business is definitely not for me.

 

Westies are cutie pies when they do not have small dog syndrome. Your boy must be a mellow doggie; with any dog, regular exercise is important, but especially with terriers. He's lucky to have an owner who takes him to the dog park. I have a larger dog (see forthcoming blog entry from me ) who is 11 months old and more than a bit of a spaz. Interacting with other dogs and people makes her a lot less of a spaz.

Good luck with the cravings on the drugs and alcohol. I can certainly empathize with the latter. You're stronger than your addiction. It's awesome that you have such fantastic museums where you live. Your interests are what will preserve your well-being; it's better to shoot hoops than smack. Middle manning? I'd personally hook the two up and watch them go nuclear on each other. That said, I never really got into opiates aside from tramadol (3rd kick was the charm and I'm 22 months abstinent). I hope you and your doggies are ready for a nice spring and summer. Keep blogging, you're an interesting fellow!

 

Haha, I love my Westie but he does have a bit of the small dog syndrome. As does my Dachshund, but she's such a sweetie that I can't help but spoil her rotten.

I saw the picture of your Husky(?) you posted in the TDS pet thread... soooo gorgeous! I'd love to have a large breed dog, but I live in a rather tiny apartment. I'm not sure how well a larger dog would do here. The two little ones are pretty much always underfoot as it is!

Congrats on not getting too heavy into opiates... they certainly are a bitch to get off of... not that I've tried too hard.

Can I keep blogging if I'm actually an interesting lady? Haha.