razor13

i am watching this 19 yr. old girl take apart my friends pants with a lil' pink swiss army knife and i am arguing with her 21 yr. old friend about how to care fore this 8 wk. old pit bull bitch that has managed to piss me off, she wants to "make a bed for her" because she can sense that it is lacking and i am trying to tell her that you cannot make a bed for a puppy that young out of other dog's blanket's because of parvo and she is asking me questions about parvo now and i try to pretend i am busy doing something important on the computer so i can just get a lil' shelter from the interaction, i am sober, except for a blunt that the inquisitive(drunken) girl is taking her sweet time in rolling for me, my teeth are grinding because i can't begin to deal with this scenario without the weed's calming effect, the lil' seamstress is now asling me to look at the long skirt contraption that she is deconstructing from my friends pants(he left a couple of days ago to vacation at beautiful santa rita on the states request), she needs something to do because i won't sleep with her anymore and she can't do her usual drug regimine because of a suicide attempt that rendered her liver as useless as a sponge draining the ocean, it was 400 tablets of tylenol pm, and she is angry that i won't give her drugs and let her drink(i have that power), so if only the drunk girl would concentrate on her assignment more and bother me less with questions and drunken platitudes, then i might have achieved some piece of temporary absolution on a saturday night before the demons of early morning unrest make another attempt at disrupting my dreamstate, these broads should be happy i am not drunk and conflicted enough to bed em' down good like they think they want....i just can't ignore common sense when i am this sober and the spirits of regrets past love to remind me of the bad judgment calls i love to make when i am on a drunken drugged out tear...i just erased about two paragraphs and i am stoned and tired and you'll just have to figure out what just happened(just continue the stream of thought another two paragraphs) but there were references to hash and football and sex and music and art and harvesting and destruction and building and kali and bar-b-que 's on the beach and it was all tied together with interesting prose that seemed natural and well-crafted....now its just this and the girls are goin to sleep and i will stoke the fire and watch the stars that fall and the stars that stay the course....night....