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Oh wow, I didn't expect the deluge of comments that beseiged my ... unsuspecting ... comment page. Another thing I would like to say is that, upon reflection, I really can't understand how the statement 'I quit the crack,' made as if it were no struggle at all and really not a thing of more consequence than quitting, say, pot or something, I can't see how that must look to you. I mean, it's so pervasive in this town that hearing about teenagers doing it isn't really surprising (well, People With Promise, or however I'm thought of, we still tend to shock people when we fall that far down), but in Saskatoon? I don't know, last time I lived there it was a horrifying thought for a friend to be Smoking Marijuana; that's not really the case anymore, I'm given to understand, but still I have no concept of how horrifying crack must be there. But for real, I just kind of started and then quit and it ain't no thang, as they say. I dunno, I don't think it's the kind of thing people explain on livejournal, and it just occured to me that no one asked me to explain or even made reference to that comment so I'm just going to leave things there.
I need some vittles, foodstuffs, nourishment. I'm out.
"I gotta testify, come up in the spot lookin' extra fly / for the day I die, I'ma touch the sky." (I'm just too much of a poser of late, with my Kanye West and my Chappelle's Show. I AM NOT BLACK.)
I need some vittles, foodstuffs, nourishment. I'm out.
"I gotta testify, come up in the spot lookin' extra fly / for the day I die, I'ma touch the sky." (I'm just too much of a poser of late, with my Kanye West and my Chappelle's Show. I AM NOT BLACK.)