The windchill is -5° (using the wind charts and the lying wind data as it's much windier up here, it's probably actually lower by a good 10°) and it is snowing. Alas, it's not snowing hard enough to really call it a good storm - yet. But, it has signs of becoming one.
It's not really a good blizzard until the house starts rumbling and visibility is measured in feet.
Winter is here, even if the calendar disagrees.
Heh... I'm pretty sure now is a horrible time for me to do coke.
I'm really restricted in my mobility. Coke either makes me do stuff or, for some odd reason, hang out in the bathroom with like 20 other people crammed in there. I'm not sure what it is about coke and bathrooms. I have a house. It's a big house. Yet, when I've had coke parties (something I don't really do anymore), we often ended up in a bathroom or a bedroom. Why? The whole damned group was using! Why do we do that?!?
It's a damned mystery!
Are you saying that I should come over for a coke party in your bathroom? OK. It will take a few hours to drive to Maine, but I don't think you will be hobbling that far any time soon.
Hmm... I can't admit to felonies online.
So, I'll simply say there's probably a good chance of there being a large percentage of a quarter ounce sitting in my safe. There's probably a little bit left from an eight ball in there, in a separate package.
I'm one of those weird people that seemingly can't get addicted to cocaine. Trust me, I've kinda tried!
I get sick of it after 24 hours - and absolutely bored of it after 48 hours. By the time 72 hours is past, I just want to fucking go to sleep and I don't even like the smell anymore.
It's one of those drugs that, for whatever reason, I can use for just part of the day. Sometimes, I use it almost medicinally. If I'm going to go do a show, I might smoke or do a few lines before going out. Then, I'll maybe do a little between sets. By the time the show is over, I might do a few more lines with friends, or maybe cook some more and smoke a few more hits.
Then, I just put it away.
This is (maybe) going to baffle folks! On many, many occasions, I've just given someone what I had left. "Here, take this and go home. I'm going to go lay in bed for 8 hours, sleep for 15 minutes, and be grumpy tomorrow. Have a good day." - 'Cause it's usually daylight by that point!
I never really fiend for it like I see other people do.
I also can't stand street-meth. I don't mind an adderall sometimes, but street-meth is just fucking disgusting to me. (Yes, yes I have tried it.)
One of my more extreme philosophical views is (with some caveats that I'll get into, but only if you're really interested) that all drugs should be legal ---- for those who have reached the age of majority.
A friend of mine tried to ship "snow" in the mail once. He went to prison. For a long time.