Hey Reeses Peeces!

I got a spare room in case you ever come by and visit. I made it cool and it is cool because it is my best friend, who also happens to be my ex-girlfriends, storage space.

Well, I found a bed in the landing at my apartment. I cleaned up the storage around. You have closet space. That's if you decide to come visit. You don't have to.

I have bi-polar disorder and I really should stay off the internets when I my illegal medicine is not around.

It gets me into all kinds of trouble. I didn't mean to scare you. I would like to be your friend.


Thanks. The pics above are what the room looks like. Again, taken by friend Jason. He is the only friend I have that visits and he can only do so during lunch hour. He has a family, a job, a daughter, and apparently, a life outside my small part of the universe.

The only people I talk to are Americans telling me weird shit. (I don't where to begin but they keep leaving me messages that I won a free trip. Yet, I have no way of being able to take this free trip because the motherfuckers don't leave me with any clues as to how to actually take this trip.

I recently hung out with homeless people by the 7-11. I had lost my wallet and asked this guy named Ted if

he would keep an eye out for it for me. Well, soon after I told him, I knew where I had put my wallet. So, two hours later, an idea dawned on me...

I should go back and repay them for lost wallet. It costs me 55 dollars. and so I gave him 60. He shared with two of his buddies. I bought them all cold Frappucinos. The Starbucks kind that doesn't have to much volume but sure tastes good.

When I told them that as far as I was concerned me and them were the same. One guy answered, "Really?"

Fuck its weird when people get marginalized. But I told him we are the same without telling him not to get down on himself.

And later, two hours later, I brought down 2 clothing bags of clothes. One for Ted, one for the other guys. I met a cool, unemployed guy named Pat. Reminded me of my
old friend, Greg, now living in Calgary, Alberta, in a Rehabilitation center,. He's working there and he is not a client, though, once was.

He was my drug buddy. And now when he up jumped the boogie then banged all the way to Calgary, I decided to quit smoking crack as I was smoking just as much as he was. I smoked a lot of pot to compensate. A lot!

Anyway, I'll continue posting about my life here and try to make judgements on your posts where necessary.

I am sorry I fucked up. I was not on my medication. Please forgive my forwardness. It was rather unbecoming of me.

Tootles!

People Who Have Actually Experienced a Drug, Know more than those who haven't

First, I would like to address this ongoing question of my sanity or mental well being. All work and no play make O'Really... ah shit, I got nothing.

I am going to be addressing a subject that will make people uncomfortable and you might blanche at the first sentence after the fold. It will shock everyone even the people involved with taboo subject.

Is everyone ready?

Crystal Methamphetamine is a useful drug. Though it is psychologically addicting like any drug.

How are you doing?

Take a deep breath.

There might be some anger or feelings of dismissal

I bet most of you do not believe because medical studies show...

Any medical study that says Crystal Methamphatemine is an addictive drug didn't even bother to properly and thoroughly test the effects of it.

Right now, I am going to let you walk through this. I am not going to bombard you with this information because this is a community service. Don't worrry that I'm using any trick or lie to tell you something I really believe in. But for that to happen, you have to read more.

Now, right, how do I beat this scientific study? How would one go about it? Well, in this case it is through one who takes crystal meth everyday of his life and has observed its effects on lives on peoples.

Me. Crystal meth is a drug of moderation.

Eeerrrrrch! Slam!!!

If I had continued, there is a good chance that anything I say is forfeit. So, I'm switching gears and showing you the basic crystal meth economy model. What better place to look at all I have said then the beginning. So lets start with the basic elements of what crystal meth and it's basic appendages.

Well, lets look at the crystal meth lab. A highly dangerous place, that needs supervision less it explode. Interesting? Wouldn't there have been developed a safer place? Especially because soooo much money is involved. Oh, never mind, crystal meth is the cheapest hard drug where users don't use that much because it is extremely powerful and because of that power people moderate its use so that they can get the most of their drug value. That's right, crystal meth is made the way it is to last the longest and give you the most value for your dollar. Hey crystal meth sounds like a discount store. And so obviously this is a scourge to be gotten rid of because any one who deals crystal meth is not going to see that same client for another week. I remember in some movie, some book, some newspaper, some mafia movie, that dealers always want to move on the up and up?

"Oh my fucking god, crystal meth dealers and the people who make it are the stupidest fucking dealers in the world. How are they ever going to make more money?"

- If anyone doesn't understand, for even an instance, that that above paragraph wasn't sarcastic, you now have to go back to the top of this bulletin and start from the beginning. Oh, don't think I don't know who winced because they didn't know that was sarcasm. Good, none of you tried to pull one over me.

I know I just joked to for you to take some time to absorb it. But that was just there to confuse your brain, so that your mind is taken off the subject matter. And because your mind is no longer engaged...

you will be truly relaxed. This is a lot to take in all at once. If you feel overwhelmed by the knowledge, take a break. Take a deep breath. If you need to think about what I just said, take your time. What I'm writing is very difficult to understand because society doesn't like things it doesn't understand fully so they make it illegal so that they do not have to think this unknown thing is out there and makes them feel ill at ease.

Society, in this case, reacts correctly. When something unknown enters society and you have no idea what it will do, you cordon it off block, make it punishable so that their is less of this unknown thing that may or may not cause scary things. The unknown is fear inducing. And do you know who enter the unknown, who face down scary things, and they face these scary things down, they get hurt, sick, lost, reckless, twisted, awful.

btw, I have given crystal meth to a 15 year old girl. I was 23. A full 8 years older. And later on that night, it was just me and her in our friends house in the living room. All alone. There would be nothing to stop me from taken advantage of her. And oh, she liked me and if we did have sex it would have been consensual. But compromising my moral integrity is never an answer. No matter what the temptation, or what is being offered freely. There is no way in hell I am going to have sex with a 15 year old girl. - a beat - though, at 23, I might have had sex with a seventeen year old girl but only if she was more mature than her age. But that would have been an unlikely scenario as well. I like my women assertive, straight forward, and feminine.

Oh noes! The drug has control over everything about meeeeeee!

let's us all take a break. stretch your neck. Or if you need to forget all this heady stuff just open up another tab, hit that porn bookmark, and forget this for awhile.

Done?


Of course, I don't give a shit if you believe me or not. It happens to be true due to my experience and many others and not some sermonizing, demonizing bullshit that was created out of a vacuum. And save your half truths for others who do not know what they are talking about.

Remember people, I'm delusional. And... who knows, maybe someone will tell me I'm wrong when I know I'm right and it won't make a lick of difference cause I found god.