Well, tonight the full moon was out -- a supermoon, in fact -- up in the sky behind wispy threads of fog. The smell of marijuana was in the air and a block party brought Decatur Avenue alive. The sounds of Spanish music and people cheering each other on to take another shot of tequila flooded my brain with about as much stimulus as my fragile brain could take. I had eaten half a blue Oxycodone pill just a half hour earlier, inside of the bathroom of a deli owned by Islamic Indians. Five times a day, the owners of the deli use that bathroom to pray in as well, because it is the room that faces Mecca. There was a ceiling panel missing and I felt something drip on my head. As I was leaving the bathroom, I pushed open the second door, hitting some idiot teenagers that were running around and making a complete mess. I left the store and caught up with my girlfriend, my connect and his girlfriend. My connect's girlfriend was gracious enough to give myself and my girlfriend ride to the train station as I wasn't feeling too good from starting out the day in minor opioid withdrawal and didn't want to make the long walk back. I started to feel better and got on the train. The ticket taker came and punch our tickets. This particular ticket taker is one of my favorites. We always seem to catch her. She's a short, fat black woman with fantastic hair and a loud voice and just an overall "big" presence. If this woman tells you to do something, you do it. But you do it because you don't want to make her mad AND because you respect her.
After we got off the train, I asked my girlfriend if we could go to 7-11. A couple of days ago, I spilled my Mountain Dew Slurpee all over the parking lot. My girlfriend told me to go inside and ask for another one but I told her I wasn't a 5 year old who dropped my ice cream cone and cried about it. Although, I did feel like a 5 year old who dropped their ice cream cone. I just didn't want to admit it and be wrong. Today, I made it without dropping my Slurpee. Frozen Coke if you're wondering. I know some people don't like it at all, but I really do. I like frozen Mountain Dew also, but not as much. I wish they made a Frozen Sprite and a Frozen Root Beer. We bought a stick of beef jerky to give to the dogs and some Peanut Butter and Chocolate Bugles for my brother. I only got 1 of them, but I thought it was pretty good. One of those sweet and salty type snacks. I guess you have to be in the mood for it.
I've been applying to jobs like crazy all day. I can't seem to get any interviews. This is my karma for not going to a lot of the interviews I've had. I'm thinking of doing some sort of side business where I sell water and snacks at the park near us over the summer. If I can get a Costco day pass, I can probably get everything I need to make some money. I just need enough for rent. I've got to take matters into my own hands if I'm going to be so reckless with money because of my addictions.
Me and my girlfriend took our dogs out for a walk. I ran my Westie up and down a set of stairs that belong to my old elementary school. God, what a world away attending elementary school is. It's almost mind blowing how different the world and my life have turned out between 1991-1997 and now.
I ran around quite a bit and I found that it does in fact potentiate opioids like an awesome member of DC said it does.
I'm waiting for my MXE and Phenazepam. Hopefully these drugs will keep me occupied until I can find a job and get more opiates. Or in between Percocet refills. I need to buy a small scale and some Rolaids. I want to take my dogs to the dog park tomorrow and possibly get down to PetCo.
I was supposed to go to an NA meeting today but I convinced myself not to and also to get drugs. I'm so pathetic.
I think I am going to do it. I am going to talk about my addictions in therapy. I wonder if he can tell I have substance abuse issues... I mean he's probably been around it quite a bit. We'll see I guess. I am not 100% sure I am going to tell him about the Roxi, Opana, heroin and cocaine. I might just say I'm an alcoholic. Same difference, right? Well, except for the illegal aspect. I'll say I am an alcoholic stoner. That should be close enough.
I am covered in mosquito bites.
I want another Roxicodone but I asked my girlfriend to hold them so I don't use them all in one night like I did last time... I always prove her right when it comes to my drug use
Essentially, if I had some money, I'd be fine. I think. I'd just have a drug problem, not a money problem. I've never overdosed and my health is fine except for a few issues that can be easily fixed. I am starting to nod, my eyes are crossing and I can barely make out what I am typing... the only way I know I misspell something is if the red squiggly lines appear under a word. When I was like 8, I thought the red squiggly lines would print out with my work so I tried to make them ago away haha. Too bad I didn't realize it was spellcheck and I had some misspelled words. Embarrassing!
Anyway, I doubt anyone read this far so BANANA HAMMOCK!
After we got off the train, I asked my girlfriend if we could go to 7-11. A couple of days ago, I spilled my Mountain Dew Slurpee all over the parking lot. My girlfriend told me to go inside and ask for another one but I told her I wasn't a 5 year old who dropped my ice cream cone and cried about it. Although, I did feel like a 5 year old who dropped their ice cream cone. I just didn't want to admit it and be wrong. Today, I made it without dropping my Slurpee. Frozen Coke if you're wondering. I know some people don't like it at all, but I really do. I like frozen Mountain Dew also, but not as much. I wish they made a Frozen Sprite and a Frozen Root Beer. We bought a stick of beef jerky to give to the dogs and some Peanut Butter and Chocolate Bugles for my brother. I only got 1 of them, but I thought it was pretty good. One of those sweet and salty type snacks. I guess you have to be in the mood for it.
I've been applying to jobs like crazy all day. I can't seem to get any interviews. This is my karma for not going to a lot of the interviews I've had. I'm thinking of doing some sort of side business where I sell water and snacks at the park near us over the summer. If I can get a Costco day pass, I can probably get everything I need to make some money. I just need enough for rent. I've got to take matters into my own hands if I'm going to be so reckless with money because of my addictions.
Me and my girlfriend took our dogs out for a walk. I ran my Westie up and down a set of stairs that belong to my old elementary school. God, what a world away attending elementary school is. It's almost mind blowing how different the world and my life have turned out between 1991-1997 and now.
I ran around quite a bit and I found that it does in fact potentiate opioids like an awesome member of DC said it does.
I'm waiting for my MXE and Phenazepam. Hopefully these drugs will keep me occupied until I can find a job and get more opiates. Or in between Percocet refills. I need to buy a small scale and some Rolaids. I want to take my dogs to the dog park tomorrow and possibly get down to PetCo.
I was supposed to go to an NA meeting today but I convinced myself not to and also to get drugs. I'm so pathetic.
I think I am going to do it. I am going to talk about my addictions in therapy. I wonder if he can tell I have substance abuse issues... I mean he's probably been around it quite a bit. We'll see I guess. I am not 100% sure I am going to tell him about the Roxi, Opana, heroin and cocaine. I might just say I'm an alcoholic. Same difference, right? Well, except for the illegal aspect. I'll say I am an alcoholic stoner. That should be close enough.
I am covered in mosquito bites.
I want another Roxicodone but I asked my girlfriend to hold them so I don't use them all in one night like I did last time... I always prove her right when it comes to my drug use
Essentially, if I had some money, I'd be fine. I think. I'd just have a drug problem, not a money problem. I've never overdosed and my health is fine except for a few issues that can be easily fixed. I am starting to nod, my eyes are crossing and I can barely make out what I am typing... the only way I know I misspell something is if the red squiggly lines appear under a word. When I was like 8, I thought the red squiggly lines would print out with my work so I tried to make them ago away haha. Too bad I didn't realize it was spellcheck and I had some misspelled words. Embarrassing!
Anyway, I doubt anyone read this far so BANANA HAMMOCK!
