-mailpatturnballdnest dream sun pm
-fry nye dreams to point of desperation. 2 hallmarqs:
.hard time doing it
.hardtime getting hi
+new: new sighkaietryst beclaws old naught efeqtibe
~the want to qwit meds
-med mom memo: incl. patient judgement volition. & responsibility
-09tues06>time2cuthe sugar(add)
-210 libras 2 liberate ad lib in libya
-*party cake*
-duh tyring worq of putting a life baq togeathear

Woke up sad this morning. ‘S mostly worn off now but, whew, was a God damn day yesterday.
Starts off Mom’s going to the temple with her newbie friend, which means she won’t be home for old fashioned rolled oats and raisins when Buddy and I get home from the park, and that means I’m off […]

Last night had to’ve been the worse night I’ve had since my last smoke, though with my memory being what it is, who can tell?
I was sleepless, my legs electrified. I felt like life was sucky, or not so much sucky as just futile and uninteresting, but not particularly bad, per se. (That may be […]

That time we knew would come has come. It has begun, at least.
The pipe dreams are stacking up. In the last two days I’ve had one take place in Guatemala—though it was Nicaragua I smoked crack in–and another take place in some kind of circus-y university-ish math-intensive environment which included the music of The Arctic […]

The crack dreams are getting worse. In the past couple days (with post-company naps, and all), I’ve had three or four of those puppies. In the first one, I dreamt that I was at some conglomeration of a university, wading into crack territory, went to the Trails store (an Arizona head shop chain) across the […]