where pip considers plush couches and caramel mochas:
Ooh my, I am terrified. I'm not divulging anymore than that but I think I should take a few breathers before I make any rash decisions. It's unfortunate that my will power sucks, and how tempting rash decisions are when you feel like a bit of a mess.
Naturally I left my cigarettes at Tyler's house. Well. His cigarettes. I've never owned a pack of smokes in my life. The couple that were for me. *hisses* Naturally I'm terrible at rolling my own (with papers), and with that I'm kind of screwed.
*bleat*
I need things to bide my time with, like organizing my music and sticking it on my rio. Finding a movie to watch. Cleaning. Not studying for law. Probably should've/could've called Rising Sun today.
.x.
On top of all this, I've run out of b.c., and have tried three days in a row to get some, but doctors are never open, ever. Even the ones that're open until 5, the ones you get to at almost exactly 4pm on a weekday and you're told there are no doctors there. Then why be 'open' D: deceitful bastards. You shouldn't need a prescription for b.c., they're baby pills, not.. methadone or something. D: So I'm not really sure what to do, so far that means I've missed my pill for Friday night, and I'll miss tonight's, tomorrow night's, and then I don't know when I'll be in town next. Amagad. Anyone who knows this business, feel free to explain anything to me about it. =\
I can finish this off better than 'okay goodbye'
Pip.
Naturally I left my cigarettes at Tyler's house. Well. His cigarettes. I've never owned a pack of smokes in my life. The couple that were for me. *hisses* Naturally I'm terrible at rolling my own (with papers), and with that I'm kind of screwed.
*bleat*
I need things to bide my time with, like organizing my music and sticking it on my rio. Finding a movie to watch. Cleaning. Not studying for law. Probably should've/could've called Rising Sun today.
.x.
On top of all this, I've run out of b.c., and have tried three days in a row to get some, but doctors are never open, ever. Even the ones that're open until 5, the ones you get to at almost exactly 4pm on a weekday and you're told there are no doctors there. Then why be 'open' D: deceitful bastards. You shouldn't need a prescription for b.c., they're baby pills, not.. methadone or something. D: So I'm not really sure what to do, so far that means I've missed my pill for Friday night, and I'll miss tonight's, tomorrow night's, and then I don't know when I'll be in town next. Amagad. Anyone who knows this business, feel free to explain anything to me about it. =\
I can finish this off better than 'okay goodbye'
Pip.