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Last night I smoked a half eighth to myself and took a tab of really speedy x, I coulda bought more but I made due with the free sample. I'm still feeling the pill, the only reason I fell asleep was the smoke.

It's getting close to the 8th of April. Even if I'm not in a NIRVANA-listening phase, I still think about his suicide a lot this time of year. The older I get, the more for-sure I am about his death being a suicide. Before becoming an adult I thought "nah, he had too much goin for him..." then before I was a junky I thought that no junky with his position (money/fame/power) would ever kill themselves, and who would want to kill themselves when the drug supposedly makes them feel so good... and before I had a kid I thought no one with a baby, and he was mad close with Bean, no one with a baby would do it... but now that I've grown and been through similar shit I can not only believe he did it, but I also understand why he could do it, and I even relate.... I couldn't imagine how hard it must've been for them to try to raise their kid.

Skootchie's with her dad till about 1pm. I miss her. I worry that he doesn't play with her enough, but the rest of the family there plays with her a lot. I need to keep computer time to a minimum and take care of some errands. An entry got interrupted the other day I need to see if I was finished.

Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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