Ok, hi. I sometimes wonder how many ppl will ever read these journal posts (maybe what? 1 to 3?), but that's better than nothing and God demannds that we be thankful for what we've got rather than complaining and being miserable all the time. It really isn't such a hard demand to comply to, in my estimation, either.
So anyway, first of all, let me say I'm glad the journal function is still here as of today, the first day of spring 2010 anno domino!
It's about 2am here in sunny fort lauderdale, which has become a veritable paradise as of late to reside in, and I just back from the bar.
I had 13 drinks, and I met a highly attractive married couple from New York named Steve and Joanna. I gave them a non-filter cigarette, which shocked them, and they were oh so nice to me.
She asked what else I was on besides CH3CH2OH, and I told her that I had been fucked up on all sorts of new designer drugs the week earlierly. She told me I was on "fire," and I do love a
geniune compliment every now and then.
I told them that they were both very beautiful ppl, and that he was a very lucky man to have her. He was touched by my sentiment. She was more gorgeous than I could have imagined possible, and I told her almost that, but I also told her that she was also very nice, and that this fact was even more important than the other.
I would have loved to fuck him, I can't deny it, but I never would b/c they are married--how quaint of me acutally--and there is no shortage of dick here in fort lauderdale anyway.
They had go go dancers on the bar platforms--very atttractive, scantily clad females--who kept pouring cranberry bacardi shots down my throat for three dollars a pop. The music was quite good overall, danceable and hip hoppy even, and there were colored lasers galore along with tvs playing humorous nekkidity and car wrecks.
I miss my 19yo love who is now in VA for court and I fear that he won't come back but I think he will bc he loves me, and that's also what my horoscope implied.
The new 28yo hispanic lover didn't come over today but might tomorrow. He settles for sex, but I want to show him love like he's never seen it before.
They are both heavenly.
Finally, and I know Ive already talked about this subject too much, but I feel compelled to share this one more thing and then that will be it on the subject for me, so do forgive me.
Some of the effects of the compound SHIVA aka 3,4,5-trichlroramphetamne.hcl which Im not going into now specifically can only be descirbed as nothing short of grotesque but also shockingly beautiful at the same time and not evil or painful in any way. Grotesque? Yes. Macabre? No.
Finally, I have no way of knowing its proper doasge b/c I never took any. DOC is active at the 1 mg level, but DOC is not SHIVA.
YMMV.
I am listening to Tired Eyes Slowly Burning by the Tear Garden right now. It iis both magical and brilliant, and the a/c is thumpin. I might go eat some leftover pizza here in a minute. good night
So anyway, first of all, let me say I'm glad the journal function is still here as of today, the first day of spring 2010 anno domino!
It's about 2am here in sunny fort lauderdale, which has become a veritable paradise as of late to reside in, and I just back from the bar.
I had 13 drinks, and I met a highly attractive married couple from New York named Steve and Joanna. I gave them a non-filter cigarette, which shocked them, and they were oh so nice to me.
She asked what else I was on besides CH3CH2OH, and I told her that I had been fucked up on all sorts of new designer drugs the week earlierly. She told me I was on "fire," and I do love a
geniune compliment every now and then.
I told them that they were both very beautiful ppl, and that he was a very lucky man to have her. He was touched by my sentiment. She was more gorgeous than I could have imagined possible, and I told her almost that, but I also told her that she was also very nice, and that this fact was even more important than the other.
I would have loved to fuck him, I can't deny it, but I never would b/c they are married--how quaint of me acutally--and there is no shortage of dick here in fort lauderdale anyway.
They had go go dancers on the bar platforms--very atttractive, scantily clad females--who kept pouring cranberry bacardi shots down my throat for three dollars a pop. The music was quite good overall, danceable and hip hoppy even, and there were colored lasers galore along with tvs playing humorous nekkidity and car wrecks.
I miss my 19yo love who is now in VA for court and I fear that he won't come back but I think he will bc he loves me, and that's also what my horoscope implied.
The new 28yo hispanic lover didn't come over today but might tomorrow. He settles for sex, but I want to show him love like he's never seen it before.
They are both heavenly.
Finally, and I know Ive already talked about this subject too much, but I feel compelled to share this one more thing and then that will be it on the subject for me, so do forgive me.
Some of the effects of the compound SHIVA aka 3,4,5-trichlroramphetamne.hcl which Im not going into now specifically can only be descirbed as nothing short of grotesque but also shockingly beautiful at the same time and not evil or painful in any way. Grotesque? Yes. Macabre? No.
Finally, I have no way of knowing its proper doasge b/c I never took any. DOC is active at the 1 mg level, but DOC is not SHIVA.
YMMV.
I am listening to Tired Eyes Slowly Burning by the Tear Garden right now. It iis both magical and brilliant, and the a/c is thumpin. I might go eat some leftover pizza here in a minute. good night
