My dog died today. She was carried to the car through sheets of rain and injected with concentrated barbiturates, any other day I would have found it amusing to.


I had my first experience with freebased c17h21no4 yesterday. A skinny yet overtly attractive boy who looked like he should have been a model for marc by marc jacobs or dior homme was smoking it in the back of alex's car. Not only was crack smoked in the same vehicle as me, but I was offered it. I can't decide if the freebased cocaine smoking should have affected my view of the dior homme model, but it did.


What a day.

Yesterday a geriatric gay man paid me fifty dollars and gave me a fist full of percocet just to sit and have coffee with him. Needless to say it was a good day.