Aug 08, 2005 11:23
page 221. gets better with every word, i swear. like a drug.
speaking of which, i've been longing for some sort of drug-induced haze. not just marijuana; something i've not done before. an upper. i'm tired of just being high or drunk. however, prospects for this are impossible until i move into college, most certainly, because i don't want to pollute my veins before surgery. that wouldn't be a good thing. i guess i'll just have to look forward to vallium and vicodin until my opportunities broaden. but even in college...i mean, i'm not going to have much money. i suppose mostly drunkenness will do for a while....
today is a good day. i should be leaving for my pre-op appointment--oh...about now. however, since mom is still getting ready (very harassed-looking indeed, getting ready always seems such a hassle for her), i very highly doubt we'll be leaving until it's much later than we'd planned. this is mostly due to her lack of an accurate clock...she sets her bedside clock an hour and a half fast. no lie.
aright, gonna get going. ttyl.