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[25 Aug 2008|01:24pm] |
I keep finding naked and high whores in my apartment.
I'm sure there's a reason, but I can not even begin to guess what that reason might be.
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[16 Aug 2008|09:50am] |
I like learning. I like classes. I don't despise homework.
Unfortunately, I loathe my fellow students.
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[25 Jul 2008|11:54am] |
Cat's life had gotten downright predictable.
He went to work, came home and fed the cat, fed himself and then got high. Once he was high he sat, brain spun out as far as he could push it, and feeling other people's emotions. The drug use was going to be a problem when he started school in a few weeks. It had the potential to destroy a future he was trying to build, even if he didn't know what to do with it.
But it kept him from being alone.
That was worth more than all the college scholarships and maybes in the world.
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[08 Jul 2008|04:53pm] |
I came home from work this afternoon and found a half-naked, high as a kite rent-boy in my bed. With my cat and a bag of cheetos. I have no idea what he's doing in my apartment, or how he got in to begin with. If I'm lucky he'll sober up and give me a clue. If he's lucky he'll do it before I dump his bare ass in my shower and turn the cold water on.
This is taking collecting strays a bit too far, and if I find out who's responsible, there is going to be blood.
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[03 Jul 2008|03:12pm] |
My neighbor has taken a liking to Celine Dion.
I have never wanted to strangle anyone more.
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[24 Jun 2008|08:45am] |
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I need to stop being confused that I can't mindmeld with my computer.
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[14 Jun 2008|03:44pm] |
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Realizing that a cat killing mice is natural and normally viewed as a good thing -- I really, really need mine to stop. I think I'm going to have to move to make it happen.
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[31 May 2008|03:29pm] |
I don't have the first damn clue how to live in the real world.
Meanwhile, add me to those powered lists - but only when I'm high.
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[17 May 2008|10:55am] |
Cat woke up with a headache.
A headache bad enough to make him really want to track down a dealer to make it stop. He didn't. He didn't go to the hospital, either, because taking narcotics was stupid, even if they were prescribed. His body wasn't going to know the difference between legal and not.
Instead he tracked down a friend with pot.
Half an hour later, the headache was gone, and he was feeling the emotion of every person in the building. He was tempted to call it a bad trip, but it felt real. As real as anything felt to someone stoned as hell. He'd work out the whole reality/not thing eventually.
For now he was going to stay sprawled out and play with it. And be alone in his apartment but not in his head.
It felt damn good.
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[06 May 2008|06:34pm] |
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Every god damn time I leave my apartment, something happens and I end up soaking wet. It was funny, maybe, twice. Six months into the trend, and I'm starting to get pissed off.
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[26 Apr 2008|06:36am] |
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Is it just me, or are the sevens getting closer together?
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[19 Apr 2008|11:41pm] |
This wasn't fun last year.
It's less fun this year.
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[14 Apr 2008|04:48pm] |
GHB - from date rape drug to rave party scene drug of choice.
People are such fucking morons.
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[07 Apr 2008|09:58am] |
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what the fuck?
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[30 Mar 2008|09:41am] |
Spring break is the best thing to ever happen to this state - right after retirement communities.
College kids bring the sex, old people bring hte money. It's a beautiful set up.
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[24 Mar 2008|11:26am] |
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Was Ann Rice actually masturbating when she was writing?
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[18 Mar 2008|07:21am] |
I said my 'past life' self wasn't around. I was wrong. The son of a bitch showed up at 11 p.m -with my sunglasses- stoned out of his mind and into everyone else's. The lucky bastard.
Only in Tampa.
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[13 Mar 2008|07:41am] |
( Private )
I am so glad April Fools Day can't happen on a Seven. Not that weird shit can't happen on other days, but adding a seven to the mix could only end in blood, tears and humiliation.
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[07 Mar 2008|04:44pm] |
( Jason )
Looks like I'm about to become a full-time zoology student. It's not xenobiology, but it'll do.
( Private )
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[28 Feb 2008|08:28am] |
I've got Billy Joel stuck in my head.
Of all the shit Tampa has thrown at me, this might come closest to being unforgivable.
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