Sunday, December 11th, 8:18am
early sunday morning, awake. I can hear my roommate still up from the night before, smoking cigarettes, probably pretty brain-dead from all heroin, weed and lack of sleep of the last few days. It's sad, seeing someone's downfall from the front row; it's a losing battle, heroin. She was on methadone, but for some reason doesn't stick to it. we've talked about it, her getting help, etc. but she just keeps going astray. As a hairstylist, I guess there's much more leeway with when you're awake and when you go to sleep (although if you're sleeping the day away, you're going to lose clients, eventually me thinks). oh, I don't envy her.
early sunday morning, awake. I can hear my roommate still up from the night before, smoking cigarettes, probably pretty brain-dead from all heroin, weed and lack of sleep of the last few days. It's sad, seeing someone's downfall from the front row; it's a losing battle, heroin. She was on methadone, but for some reason doesn't stick to it. we've talked about it, her getting help, etc. but she just keeps going astray. As a hairstylist, I guess there's much more leeway with when you're awake and when you go to sleep (although if you're sleeping the day away, you're going to lose clients, eventually me thinks). oh, I don't envy her.
yup, the film thing is probably the age
i enjoyed reading your profile. theatre arts was my undergrad work, and i love bertolt brecht.
take care!