like a stereotypical gap-toothed southerner

^^There was an anthill under this stop sign and I got my feet tore up...

<-- Me and Greg's friend Hector.

Well, these dope dreams are sure getting out of hand. I'm up every single morning at 5am or earlier because the dope dreams scare me awake and I can't lay there cause I feel like shiiiiit! It stays on though, nights and mornings suck now and I think maybe I should try to get my dose upped, I'm trying to just maintain but whatever...

Greg has been over pretty much every day this week, which is cool. He finished the counter finally which is cool because now he can come over without that pretense. Last night we saw X-Files 2 at drive-in and it wasn't very good, all that noise with a priest-turned-pedophile-turned-psychic was kinda stoopid.

Oh, and I think I'm gonna lose one of my teeth- all that crack and coke and meth and heroin catching up with me I guess. I've never even had a *cavity* before, crazy huh? Now I got a loose hurty tooth and lucky for me it's right in the front. Of course Medicaid doesn't cover dental, even dental emergencies. Hopefully I don't look like a stereotypical gap-toothed southerner- although I know I must sound like one at times!

Gas prices are going down! Sure, I'm technically keeping track of only ONE gas station in my city, but they are going down everywhere. Here is "my" gas station, prices be going down every 2 days like clockwork!
Thurs 7/24 - $3.99
Fri 7/25 - $3.99
Sat 7/26 - $3.95

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"once you start having seizures from coke shots you can have them even when you not high."

I got a mild seizure disorder from fucking my nervous system with tons of uppers when I was younger- the coke came later. The scariest part is that I never remember actually having a seizure, usually just come to with my tongue bit open and people looking at me weird. With coke seizures I start screaming hysterically and everything- not cool in the middle of the night with drugs all over the room and everyone all coked up!

"My friend Joe had a seizure from hitting in his neck. It happened a couple times after that even though he was off the neck for good... Any of these dumbfucks that want to say you are still using need to take a closer look at your pics. You are far from what still slammin' preggo junky looks like."

I never hit in my neck, not ever. Too scary. And thanks for that, I sho' nuff don't look like a crazy junky bitch no more. I've asked Greggie to come up with some of my old pics, from when I was working the streets and bangin' on the daily (ya know, before I got knocked up) and I'm gonna post them. Compare and contrast, bitches!

"hey angel member when you did that hugee shot of crystal and herion and kept yelling evryone to shut up even though no one was sayin nothing and then ran to evry room in the crib before finaly haviung a seizure, wow that was wild"

E, my bestest friend in meatspace! Why always on here sharing crazy stories? Don't you have an empire to run or something? To answer your question- yeah, I remember that, but I remember it differently. I did that ridiculous powerball of course and I remember telling people to shut up, but I didn't know no one was saying anything and didn't care either because suddenly the noise in my head was fucking INTENSE and seconds away from breaking my sanity forever. Then I ran to the kitchen, probably to get something cold to drink. I don't remember any other rooms- in fact after my feet hit the tile floor of the kitchen, the next thing I remember is being in the *freezing* shower with all my clothes on with you and Victoria holding me up (was Micheal there?) and your dad was standing in the doorway saying "I don't want to know what's going on, I don't really care, just keep that goddamn noise down would y'all? I had a hard day at work" or something. Damn, what was that- 8 or 9 years ago? At least 7 years ago, if Victoria was still with us [[moment of silence]]. Thanks for the memories either way, I guess.

"Have you ever thought of getting a JOB before whoring yourself, on camera, no less?"

Define "job." That's something you do for money, right? Well then... whoring myself for money isn't any less of a job that working alongside you at Starbucks: "I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to put cream in your coffee, yessir of course you said milk, I'll fix that right away sir, I don't know about a free upgrade though, let me get my manager!" Sorry, I like renting my body for $$ and will continue to do it as long as I can. I know I'm not the hottest bitch on earth (although I *am* hot enough to not care what YOU think!) but I do all right for myself.

"Do you think you could've fainted, or are you sure it was a seizure? Hopefully it doesn't happen again."

I guess I could've fainted, but the whole keyboard thing ws on the floor and the resulting scratch on my arm is mighty deep (it's deeper than I originally thought it was) so I'm guessing I slammed it with some force.