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I got ditched by my mom tonight and I'm actually upset. How pathetic. There's nothing to do around here, no tv at the house. It's friday night, as if I wanted to spend it doing nothing. The situation is the same as in Houston only here hell isn't so hot. In Houston I had boys to fuck and coke to abuse though. Ugh, I'm such a fucking loser. Anyway, I should be thankful I have the computer working and NOT break it like I thought of doing a couple seconds after she called to say we weren't going clothes shopping in the city. She stopped at the moose club after work and decided to stay for the fish fry, which I was supposed to take my gramma too tonight but she's ditching us both and leaving me to tell gramms that dinner's off, which means she'll end up going without dinner most likely. Just so mom can get sloshed with a 73 year old mexican who drinks almost as much beer as my dad. Yeah, she's got only slightly worse taste in men than I do. While waiting on her to get here to go shopping and to dinner I took pics of those pics of me with the black hair. They turned out only halfway crappy.

I know where Rick hides his sweet sweet NY nugg, and one or two good hits plows me. She also has a bottle that's got about 120 darvocets... one of those bottles that's like 6 inches tall and two inch diameter. Maybe I'll have a party by myself. I'm gonna send Harlan a bunch I've been skimming off her meds every day. She's got neurontin and amiltryptiline too, both say they cause hallucinations if mixed with pain meds, sweeeeet. The shadow people will be my friends.

Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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