i finished all of my hydrocodone.
it was fun while it lasted, mr. opiates.
it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright

no one has it all
i think i am suffering from a fever-induced delirium.
I really can’t stop touching my face. it’s slightly ridiculous. my neck is all weak and my head keeps bobbing around. i imagine i look like a partially-handicapped stroke victim. my vision’s a little blurry too. it’s hard to keep a steady stream of thoughts with a common theme.
my apologies: polly-gee’s. poly. polyamory. polyamorous. i hope you don’t mind my borderline-homosexual polyamorous relationship.
jessie foster is officially considered a missing person. she did not choose to go missing. she would not have left us and walked out of our lives. she was arrested for solicitation of prostitution.
i tried to make a can of cream of mushroom soup earlier. i followed the directions. the can didn’t say to add anything. just heat. so I did that. and it turned out to be a jello-like mostly-solid mass. it’s really thick and clumpy. it’s difficult to swallow, but i don’t want to get yelled at later on. oops.
it’s 4 am. I woke up at 3:33 AM. speak of the devil? Anyways, I can’t sleep. and I have mono. and cranberry juice. What doesn’t make sense?
dihydrocodeinone; semi-synthetic opioid derived from either of two naturally occurring opiates - codeine and thebaine. Hydrocodone is an orally active narcotic analgesic (pain reliever).

my brain just melted and is running out of my ears like wax. the blood in my veins is warm. electrical sparks are floating down my blood stream. i can feel them exploding and regenerating. i’m floating on a cloud. up up and away.
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