medley of veg (part III)

i think it’s fair to say that even though i don’t have the very rebellious nature of my brothers, genetically i am built the same, and i’m certainly not a weakling when it comes to substance abuse of any kind. so i was just biding my time waiting for my headache to go away and luckily, it did. their house was truly freezing and angie came over with two tartan blankets and put them under over me and jackie, and she put a pillow nder my head saying she ‘wanted to mother me.’ (i’m alright with that). then jackie and her boyfriend richard spent about half an hour stroking my hair murmuring about how soft it is. i do have very soft hair, because i never put any products on it because it always goes manky – i just wash it and blow dry it straight.

anyway, i digress. it was then i realised over an hour had passed and i didn’t feel any different whatsoever. i was drifting in an out of sleep for a bit (as it was approaching five by now) and i thought ‘bloody hell, this doesn’t exactly fit in with my stereotypical view of ecstacy – i’m sat on a settee driting in and out of sleep with two bloody tartan covers over me to keep me warm.’ it was less e and more pg (tips). then jackie said she had to get home for the babysitter, so i got her to order me a taxi as well. nick came home with me (lee was extremely mashed somewhere upstairs) and we went to bed about half five-ish or six. i text claire before i went to bed, saying ‘i’ve just taken e for the first time’, half-expecting/desiring a scolding, but she just text me back saying ‘ha ha – good for you!’

so listen kids, the drugs don’t work – literally. well, i expect they will if you take enough.