vassago

"... I choose to live."


I wish for all of you, a better solar revolution this time around.
No more 2003's, ok?

ok. tonight.
Tonight was a glaring dissapointment.

Several (seven or so) of 'us' gathered at my loft to group up and make plans for the evening.
It was decided, Panacea, and then The Studio.
Panacea was a 15$ hell. Booty music for five hours straight. I think I was the only person unhappy there... maybe I was just a stick in the mud, but I wanted a GREAT new years eve for once.

Then, to studio, which was much more chill. However, X, gas, and the like were to be found a plenty.
A few people had said they would roll with me then go to my place and crash out and roll all together.. it sounded wonderful.. a tiny human bonding experience for the first time in so long...

At The Studio, I bought and took my pill. Then, it turned out that everyone else was either too broke, or no longer interested. The two That MADE SURE i got them pills just left and went home, having decided not to roll at all.
Then, rather abruptly, everyone bailed. Noone wanted to chill ay my place anymore. They had all drank and were sleepy and unsocial and I got left at my doorstep. alone.

Not only was I all alone... but I was rolling. Alone and rolliing, with none to call or to visit, having no car.. noone to have a little love with me.

So here, I write this, wasting a decent roll on some time in front of my Mac.
wee.

It is really shitty when your mind wanders into dark places during a roll.
I need soemone to be here... or to call, or anything