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Monday, Oct. 28, 2002 - 2:11 pm
drugs are bad...no...raves are bad

prestently listening to:the inner hum of love...he wrote back finally!

intentions to: go to work, late.

soberity level: i feel kinda funny. like a hard drug hangover. but i didn't take any hard drugs, did i?

From: [email protected]

To: (Yoric)

Subject: i <3 yoric

Date: Mon, 28 Oct 2002 17:36:53 +0000

hi sweetness!

i'm sad i only hung out with you for like, half an hour or so. i miss you.

i'll be coming down sooner than later i'm sure.

so what'd ya think of the party? i thought it was cool. i should have taken the pill i had though. i just wasn't feeling it. i'll bet if i'd found yall earlier, i would have droped for sure. for the most part i was with erik all night, and, since he was sober, ehh.

sooo, did you see the guy dressed as dirty laundry? he was wearing a laundry

basket around his waste with some clothes in it, and a detergent box on his head? well, rumor has it he was spraying LSD on kids with a spray bottle. the day after the party my friends and i met up with this dude whom was at the party all tripped out that night. i guess he was rolling balls when this guy came up to him in the bathroom and asked him all crazy-like if he felt like a rockstar. confused, the dude said 'uh, not really', then the guy misted him and ran away. Joles, the dude, didn't think much of it till his hands were covered in stars and he got paranoid as fuck!

crazy huh? i wonder...i was standing next to the laundry guy for a while

that night and i had felt the mist more than once. i didn't drop, but i smoked

a joint and felt fucked up as shit for a while. i thought it was just a bomb

joint. but i did hear wierd things later that night that no one else could

hear. who knows.

well then Yoric, i hope to see you soon, and hear from you sooner!

lotts'o'love!

~pink"

ya, well, that in a nutshell is my near acid experience. i've never done acid on purpose, but this is my second experience on the substance. the other occasion wasn't my choice either obviouisly, someone tricked me into holding thier hand at a rave, and sure enough things looked funny after that.

moral of the story?

drugs are bad.

no, thats not it.

raves are bad.

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