Nullific
06-18-2005, 06:19 AM
Another fine night out on the town with my buddies, including who some of you know as Juggalo420. It began at 9 AM when my first period class got out, the one and only class I felt I should attend for finals. (The other scheduled final was period 3, for which I have no class)
That morning a had obtained from a friend a Blue Unicorn, which was my back up if my other ecstasy connection couldn't come through. I left school out the back/ROTC door which conveniently leads to a large field with a patch of woods and a lake of what I suspect is sewage water. Each and every day there can be found from 20-30 students who choose to attend the park rather than the actual high school, not one of them doesn't smoke pot. The majority of the attendees are freshmen around the age of 15, though others from ages 13-20 are known to show up. Most of them are dumb bastards who don't know a damn thing about etiquette or respect, some of them are alright, all of them are too loud for my taste.
So I have a friend pick me up with his girlfriend and we drive a few places, then go to Juggalandrews house to wake his ass up so he doesn't sleep until 5 PM as usual. Our plan for the day was to drop some ecstasy and chill, but where ever is a plan can be found a fate that fucks the whole thing up.
Well, I went to his window and did my usual tapping and banging until I see his middle finger indicating I have successfully awaken him as well as much much more I did not expect to see, as he wasn't wearing any pants.
Blah blah we smoke some pot, I deal with people on the phone who I was supposed to get pills for and then buy a new glass chillum at a local 'gas station' for $10. Quite pleased with myself I decided at approximately 5:30 that I was going to resort to my emergency back up pill. Prior to this I had asked andy if it was alright with him, he gave me a go ahead and I figured what he was planning for the rest of the night.
We return to the area where three of the friends I was with live, who we'll call C, N and H and prepare to go out fishing on a canoe. Only C, H and myself loaded into it, N is much too pregnant and andy would likely kill us all.
The onset was rather quick and by the time I was out on the water I felt indescribably fascinated with the fact that I was alive. We smoked a couple bowls in the canoe and turned our heads to the sky as H pointed out a bunny in the clouds. The waves from motor boats and water skiers gave us the impression that our little canoe was going to tip over, but we survived and each wave on the water triggered waves of euphoria throughout my body.
Catching nothing but weeds we returned to H's dock and back yard where we found that Andy was missing, possibly having a panic attack or walking to the nearest CVS to get his cough medicine. We figured he couldn't have gotten very far and drove to the CVS he usually buys his shit from. Having not seen him on the drive there I went inside to check and asked the employee working if an obese hispanic had come in to purchase any cough medicine. He knew exactly who I was talking about and replied "not yet". Since there was another CVS near by we drove towards it and sure enough spot andy wobbling down the street with a CVS bag in hand. We all had a good laugh as he consumed his medicine and drove to another park.
I called 411 to get the number for the CVS we had went to initially and informed the lady who answered the phone that there was no need to worry as the hispanic had been found and had gotten his fix from a different CVS location, another satisfied customer. For some reason she didn't appear to be as concerned and I believe hung up on me shortly after.
Time passed by and myself, C, H, N and Andy went to a local movie theater to see the 9:30 showing of the latest Batman. Prior to this I had not been to the movies in about a year, the last movie I recall seeing was AVP.
We all sat in the back and center of the theater, my sensations still enhanced.
Several advertisments for upcomming attractions later I realized that there are too many movies showing and most of them just suck and definately are not worth the $10 to see in theaters. Batman however seemed decent, after all it did have drugs and remarkably was not killed by sappy romance and sex scenes.
On my return home I learn that my 15 year old family dog has lost the use of her hind legs and may be put to sleep, fathers day is sunday and on top of it all my supplier requests money for tomorrow so he can get me the pills I wanted for today and had already collected money up front from many of the persons who wanted them. My plan had been to collect money, pay half my debt and get pills, then not worry about it much until I got my check this following week. Demonstrated here as in my previous ecstasy tribulation of the month prior, plans fail whenever fate disagrees with you...always.
I am writing here at 2 AM because it just feels good to do so, I like to write and hopefully have entertained the few of you out there who bothered to read or follow this entire post. I wish I could reward you all, but I don't have shit. I can only leave you with these words; it sure sucks when shit fucks up. No reason to fret, things always find a way to work themselves out naturally, though I am clueless as to how nature will respond to this one.
That morning a had obtained from a friend a Blue Unicorn, which was my back up if my other ecstasy connection couldn't come through. I left school out the back/ROTC door which conveniently leads to a large field with a patch of woods and a lake of what I suspect is sewage water. Each and every day there can be found from 20-30 students who choose to attend the park rather than the actual high school, not one of them doesn't smoke pot. The majority of the attendees are freshmen around the age of 15, though others from ages 13-20 are known to show up. Most of them are dumb bastards who don't know a damn thing about etiquette or respect, some of them are alright, all of them are too loud for my taste.
So I have a friend pick me up with his girlfriend and we drive a few places, then go to Juggalandrews house to wake his ass up so he doesn't sleep until 5 PM as usual. Our plan for the day was to drop some ecstasy and chill, but where ever is a plan can be found a fate that fucks the whole thing up.
Well, I went to his window and did my usual tapping and banging until I see his middle finger indicating I have successfully awaken him as well as much much more I did not expect to see, as he wasn't wearing any pants.
Blah blah we smoke some pot, I deal with people on the phone who I was supposed to get pills for and then buy a new glass chillum at a local 'gas station' for $10. Quite pleased with myself I decided at approximately 5:30 that I was going to resort to my emergency back up pill. Prior to this I had asked andy if it was alright with him, he gave me a go ahead and I figured what he was planning for the rest of the night.
We return to the area where three of the friends I was with live, who we'll call C, N and H and prepare to go out fishing on a canoe. Only C, H and myself loaded into it, N is much too pregnant and andy would likely kill us all.
The onset was rather quick and by the time I was out on the water I felt indescribably fascinated with the fact that I was alive. We smoked a couple bowls in the canoe and turned our heads to the sky as H pointed out a bunny in the clouds. The waves from motor boats and water skiers gave us the impression that our little canoe was going to tip over, but we survived and each wave on the water triggered waves of euphoria throughout my body.
Catching nothing but weeds we returned to H's dock and back yard where we found that Andy was missing, possibly having a panic attack or walking to the nearest CVS to get his cough medicine. We figured he couldn't have gotten very far and drove to the CVS he usually buys his shit from. Having not seen him on the drive there I went inside to check and asked the employee working if an obese hispanic had come in to purchase any cough medicine. He knew exactly who I was talking about and replied "not yet". Since there was another CVS near by we drove towards it and sure enough spot andy wobbling down the street with a CVS bag in hand. We all had a good laugh as he consumed his medicine and drove to another park.
I called 411 to get the number for the CVS we had went to initially and informed the lady who answered the phone that there was no need to worry as the hispanic had been found and had gotten his fix from a different CVS location, another satisfied customer. For some reason she didn't appear to be as concerned and I believe hung up on me shortly after.
Time passed by and myself, C, H, N and Andy went to a local movie theater to see the 9:30 showing of the latest Batman. Prior to this I had not been to the movies in about a year, the last movie I recall seeing was AVP.
We all sat in the back and center of the theater, my sensations still enhanced.
Several advertisments for upcomming attractions later I realized that there are too many movies showing and most of them just suck and definately are not worth the $10 to see in theaters. Batman however seemed decent, after all it did have drugs and remarkably was not killed by sappy romance and sex scenes.
On my return home I learn that my 15 year old family dog has lost the use of her hind legs and may be put to sleep, fathers day is sunday and on top of it all my supplier requests money for tomorrow so he can get me the pills I wanted for today and had already collected money up front from many of the persons who wanted them. My plan had been to collect money, pay half my debt and get pills, then not worry about it much until I got my check this following week. Demonstrated here as in my previous ecstasy tribulation of the month prior, plans fail whenever fate disagrees with you...always.
I am writing here at 2 AM because it just feels good to do so, I like to write and hopefully have entertained the few of you out there who bothered to read or follow this entire post. I wish I could reward you all, but I don't have shit. I can only leave you with these words; it sure sucks when shit fucks up. No reason to fret, things always find a way to work themselves out naturally, though I am clueless as to how nature will respond to this one.