freenakedbitches

Finally got to really scare the piss out of myself. There are very few things that really get that scared meter up and running. The top one is walking to work at 4:30 AM and hearing gunshots down the street. I live in a not so nice neighborhood that I recently learned is a couple blocks south of the really big drug area called Pill Hill. If you need pharmies that's where you go. My area is more of a crack/heroin area, so it isn't so bad. Yes there is weed also, but who wants shit weed. Anyhow, the other is the motorcycle I just bought. Riding home put my feet back on the ground and slapped me in the face. I am not invincible. Well not for awhile at least. I'll be back to my invincible self in a week or two, then it will only be the pill holding freaks with guns.

Opened a bottle of absinthe with my roomie last night. Fuck damn. After two drinks I was pretty damn stupid. By the third which was mixed with two shots of scotch and pineapples I was retarded. I'm suprised I was able to walk the 15 blocks to pick up my BMX. I somehow how got to the bar. I wonder how I used to be able to do this everynight a fews years back.

You know what is lame? No? Well I'll tell you then. I ran into a couple of friends last night that I haven't seen in awhile. I must have said five words to them before they blurt out "Wanna buy some E?" Christ, I haven't seen you in quite some time and that is the most important thing you have to say. I'm a walking wallet I guess. I told them that I don't do drugs anymore and I turned around to walk away with my drink. No alcohol is not a drug, nor is weed for that matter. Ok, ok...I agree they are drugs but some people like to argue that they aren't and I was pandering to their needs.

Currently listening:
Frankenstein Girls Will Seem Strangely Sexy
By Mindless Self Indulgence