October 19, 2009
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Here I am, being a complete cliche.
I am blogging at Caribou.
A year ago, I was at this very same place. I had moved and didn’t have the internet for a week or two. Now, I am about to move and apparently my roommate feels like I shouldn’t use the internet. She took the data cord that links the wireless router to the modem. Hmm…paranoid much??
Anyway, I rather like Caribou. Other than the fact that it’s way too expensive for some coffee, it’s frickin delicious.
In other news, the Vikings’ win yesterday was amazing. That missed field goal was breathtaking…and it was close. I couldn’t believe it was missed…our kicker wouldn’t have missed it had it been us trying to win.
Some thugs came looking for my roommate last night. They looked like they were her dealers or something. I saw a very disturbing commercial about meth yesterday. I wonder when her teeth will start rotting out? I had a dream last night that her face had sores all over…that’s pretty messed up.
When I move out, I’m going to call social services and tell them what’s going on in that house. She shouldn’t get those kids back…ever. Especially since she’s planning on marrying her loser boyfriend, who’s in prison. Oh yay, the things people do for…love?
I talked to one of her ex-friends the other day, and she said that B was worthless and stupid. Damn dude, I hope no one ever calls me worthless. :O
Sorry about the shitty post, I’ll try to think of a good one for tomorrow =]
Comments (5)
Well, if she is on meth, her teeth definitely will rot out, and her face will soon be covered in sores. I tried that drug once. It truly is the devil! I was pretty stupid at the time, but the crash alone after three days of being balls to the walls, 110mph, was so hellish I knew I would never try it again, even if I continued to be stupid and use drugs. I had the opportunity again, but it just wasn’t happening. I honestly wanted to die when I came down.
I’m glad you’re getting out of there, and I don’t blame you at all for planning to call social services. Those poor kids don’t need to be fucked up just because their mother is. I’m sure it’ll be hard enough on them just knowing she isn’t in their lives as she should be.
@Nitzchiya - Yeah, I wouldn’t want to come down off that either. I don’t know why people continue to do that to themselves. It’s got to be a lot worse than a hangover after drinking too much.
@crazy2love - Oh yeah, much worse than a hangover from alcohol. I’ve battled depression for most of my life, but it sends you into a state of depression that is just unimaginable and unlike anything I have ever experienced before. You itch. Your skin crawls. You can actually smell the drug coming through your skin for days, which I suppose is why users pick at their flesh so much. I was told by the person I used with that my body needed more…to go home, stay there, and not let anyone see me because I was an obvious walking nightmare.
@Nitzchiya - omg, that is a terrible thing to say to somebody. I’m glad I never went through the phase of drugs. I went through alcoholism a couple times, but drugs like that are worse. I am so glad that you didn’t keep doing it. Good for you. I couldn’t imagine going through that.
I was fortunate to have DARE in my classroom while I was teaching up there and some of that meth stuff was just scary. The officer had to send a note home with children for parental permission to show photos of meth users. Some of the photos he showed were of people from that area and they reminded me of the girl in The Exorcist.