Gorgie Porgie. Get out you bitch!
Last night at work it was a little slow, so in between calls I had some time to knock out a few pages of the book I'm reading- Confessions of a Middle-Aged Ecstasy Eater. Now aside from alcohol, I've never really tried any drugs. Part of the reason for that was lack of interest, and part was from seeing what happened to certain friends who used far too many drugs, far too often. And part of it was probably the result of the fear that was instilled in me in my fifth grade DARE class. Now I can't tell if the author is an impeccable writer or an impeccable salesman, but his words are almost enough to make me want to try ecstasy. This won't be happening, at least not anytime soon, but it makes me think. Is it possible to become more easily influenced as one gets older? I don't remember feeling any desire to try drugs in my youth. And now I read some anonymous memoir and I'm almost tempted to break out a pacifier and try E? If it's this easy, what will become of me if I see a new commercial for Nike or Pepsi or Tampax? Am I doomed to become a sucker for any good pitch? Maybe I should start taking drugs- they might numb the pain I feel over being a consumerist whore.