So I've been sober for about a week now, and it's been tough. A few minutes ago I decided to go take a shit. So I set out in search of a bathroom where I could find a little privacy (I don't like shitting in the bathroom on my floor since people come in and out of it all the time). I went to the one bathroom I usually go to, but there was somebody already there.

Then I went in search of another bathroom, angrily muttering under my breath about how you can't get any privacy around here anywhere. The second bathroom I like to shit in required going up two stories. I decided not to use the slow-ass elevator since it's usually faster to just take the stairs. Then as I was climbing the stairs, I happened to look down and see something. At first I thought it was a cigarette butt since people like to smoke cigs in the stairwells, but I had to take a second look.

When I did I couldn't keep myself from laughing hysterically. A ROACH! A FUCKING ROACH! I picked it up, and found another couple bits of bud around it, then ran back to my room, and here I am. It smells like good shit too. The weed gods are smiling on me today!
Oneironaut Reviewed by Oneironaut on . Holy fucking shit! So I've been sober for about a week now, and it's been tough. A few minutes ago I decided to go take a shit. So I set out in search of a bathroom where I could find a little privacy (I don't like shitting in the bathroom on my floor since people come in and out of it all the time). I went to the one bathroom I usually go to, but there was somebody already there. Then I went in search of another bathroom, angrily muttering under my breath about how you can't get any privacy around here Rating: 5