I forgot to mention that I took $5 off of his desk, too. Fuck, I needed cigarettes. I'll hit him back after I hustle some drugs to folks this evening.
excuse me, markowski, but would you kndly for the enjoymnt of many more than what reads here make your adventures into a novel length and get them published?
Working on it.
Btw, I am high as fuck on oxycodone. I was going to hold some back, but one of the roommate's crack buddies came by looking for him, and gave me a big ol' crack rock to apologize for disturbing ne at 3AM. Roommate is still in the hospital, and the dope boy (actually the only one of his crack dealer pals that doesn't annoy me) felt bad for bothering me, so he "blessed" (his word, not mine) me with about $40 worth of rock. I smoked it, then did one of the two 80s I was holding, just so I could come down. It was pretty good crack, but I'm not a big fan of cocaine, unless it's on top of opiates. I look at cocaine, both powder and rock, whether insufflated, smoked, or injected, as a "condiment drug". Sort of like putting sugar on a grapefruit half----it's great like that, but eating sugar by the spoonful, by itself, doesn't appeal to me. Mustard is quite tasty when used to complement the flavor of a hot dog or a cheeseburger, but it'd be kind of nasty to eat mustard by itself, whether it's done with a straw or a spoon. Coke does mix pretty well with alcohol, too, I've found, but when it's mixed with opiates it is doing what it does best.
