mrkoot

oh shit. what the fuck was that.

i get off work. feeling energized and all good. get home jump in the pool real quick. quick shower. then jump on the computer for a few minutes. talk to brit and tell her i'm coming over. halfway there stop to say high to cory and set up a deal for tonight. then off i go. i get to brit's and sit down on her couch and BAM. i nearly melt. for the next 4 hours i could barely move and i could barley see. all i know is that i had to purge myself many a time. then like nothing i could see and walk and talk (fairly) coherrently. we sat on her deck and i felt better. we talked about the existance of the human race and i ranted on and on about how i was sick of all the shit that is life and humanity. then it's like i woke up. i was healthy (lightly dizzy) but alive ad well. so off to the ex we went. it was nice. but i was still too ill and dizzy to ride anything.

i feel so bad about being in brit's bathroom. i couldn't even sit up at least i feel better now.

mike -