This time I'll blame not only Molly and D, but DST. It is 7:49 am and I am dressed, fed, over-coffeeed and much too early to leave for the penultimate day. This feeling is so familiar--it's the way I felt after a night of dexs staying up to study for finals. This could--and maybe will--segue into a brief disquisition on Drugs I Have Taken.
Not a lot. Mainly uppers in college and uppers at work and uppers while writing and...you get the point. I had a massive, headbanging explosion on grass once that scared the bejesus out of me, so I never tried harder stuff. But I did drink. A lot. Does that count?
Monday, October 30, 2006
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