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Previous - this entry written on October 04, 2001 at 11:05 pm - Next I am... VERY drugged. High is the word for it. I was careful, I researched everything I was taking, making sure there would be no odd interactions that I wasn't expecting, making certain that it was... not exactly safe, but as safe as could really be expected for what I was doing. And then I tripped. Tripped out, tripped high, and I'm flying still... the world is beautiful. As aleah says, the world smiles with flowers. *grins* It's all good. Caleb is going to the store - there is no food in the house. He will be bringing home a power bar, hopefully. That should be something that takes long enough to digest that my system appreciates it. I hope. I really hope. Alex... you know, right now, I've actually got the emotional distance to consider this logically. His signing, his letter... simple. Short. Friendly, and nothing more. So it's likely that all he is doing is renewing an old acquaintance, saying hello, and then he'll be moving on... and that's ok. Although I do hope he still has some of his mix tapes, I REALLY miss Breath Of Fresh Air - denice, if you're reading this, give it back! *wry grin* Two people signed my guestbook... and now the guestbook server won't let me in. How aggrevating. And I got 94/100 on my review, not too shabby... I guess if I'd listed my ICQ number somewhere other than in my D-Land profile and if I actually moved all those ring onto a separate page, it would be good. I'll do both of those when I get around to revamping my graphics next. The mouse I caught is still alive and well, living in a big vase-jar-thing that looks like a giant brandy snifter, with food and water and lots of soft bedding. He is a very pampered mouse. In theory we were going to let him go tonight, but it's getting late and we still haven't figured out where or how, so... *shrugs* ...mouse lives in the jar overnight. My head is spinning... ...but that's only to be expected. Gods. I really am wasted, and it feels far too good. The addition of anti-hysteria, anti-hallucinogenic, anti-schizo drugs to my cocktail tonight seems to have done me some good, actually. Rather sad. I mean, what does that say about my normal mental state? *shrugs* I'm off now, to read emails, read other diaries, and maybe eventually to eat something. Oh, hey, Arrasto... *hugs* ...you kick ass. Just thought I'd mention that. *grin*
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