Nasty runs. A day after having half normal dose, gut wrenches and I spend 20 minutes in the dark feeling horrid. Maybe it was the 2 2mg vals i had, they always only serve to make one feel shiteful. They do nowt, but they satisfy the junkie's urge to consume a mood alterer.
S has gone up to her full sister's place to look after it while full sister watches half sister get married.
My full sister is having a baby as we speak in Phillipines.
All is confusing. I am alone for the first time in a while and at first all I wanted to do was score. Then whilston the loo, i thought about setting up a throat mic with a wireless connection to a PC with voice recognition software that can transcribe your running commentary during the day.
And every five minutes it could upload the latest chunk to your website, along with a timestamp. Sounds cool, must try.
At least it stopped me thinking about using for ten minutes.