Mini-odyssey. Time-wise at least. But my life feels changed.
Wednesday:
Do mushrooms here. Meet Jim at Peel Pub, dressed in black leather and slutty attire. Drink 2 pitchers. Talk with guy (Dude) who enlightens me with his relaxed rambling life attitude. Go to Sphinx. Dance, dance, as the mushrooms are peaking. Sex-dance unspoken words with one girl as her 'boyfriend' sits alone. Meet Tina from England [ed: a dead ringer for Emma Samms - or so I thought at the time]. Talk, talk, talk to her. She comes home with me. Don't worry it's only to sleep. We m.o. a bit but on shrooms who cares. So we actually sleep [I mean often you're waking up all the time when sleeping with someone]. She leaves at noon, no promises "Have a good life".
Thursday:
The shrooms have made me think so much, it's like my attitude has changed and I'm a new person [And I am]. I've become more aggressive, demanding, less prone to depression, happier. Wilder...
Go out at nite (again with Jim) to Management bash at Ballroom. Talk talk to people. It's my new way, I can't control it. I just have the incredible urge to interface with everybody, male or female, young or old... Don't get too hammered, cum back at 2:00, play guitar with Noj until 3:00...
Friday:
People come over : JoAnn, Alec, Cindy, Sherry. Watch slides. Watch beer slide down my throat. See me determined to get wasted... Have to party... Go to frat party with Alec, Sherry, JoAnn. I go wild. From the minute I walk thru the door, I start talking to everybody in sight. I visit every group of girls in the place and start talking to them. That's all I do all night, no dancing or sitting around...just talk talk to girls.
Suddenly, I feel gross and go home. Cindy is in my bed, it should feel nice, but I get the spins, real bad, and I'm off, to the toilet, and puking (mostly bile) for at least an hour. To Jonathan "Go back to your room!" To JoAnn and co : "Everybody shut up!" To Paul : "Put that cigarette out!" To Jo : "Cindy's not fucking going anywhere!" (when Jo wants to wake her up and take a taxi home).
So I was kind of an asshole at the end of the night ! Don't remember much. I awake shivering violently, Cindy warms me I think... But I'm fuckin ruined in the morning, and only now (~7:30) barely coming round...
I feel wild again now.
Easy come
easy go
I lost it in
the falling snow
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