I Don't Wanna Walk... You Can't Make Me.
So I just got home about an hour ago. I'm so tired my eyes hurt, no burn...no...just ow.
I think I walked a little too much tonight. My legs are cramped really bad. I think I might
buy a wheel chair, and refuse to walk. Aimee can just push me around in it all day, and I'll
act like a mental patiant, because technicaly I am. I mean really, look at me. So, after pushing
me around all day, I start feeling bad, cuz Aimee looks like she is about to fall over dead.
So I finally decide to get out of the chair and give her a hug, but POW! My legs brake in
half because I've been sitting too long. After years of thearapy, and many a bad dream, Aimee
finally gets over her stubaphobia, and goes on to become the worlds top sumo.
Today was really fun but exhuasting. After getting a really good nights sleep for once
due to reasons unknown... I went downtown to meet up with my madam. LOL
So then after getting drinks at the store, and finding out that her job kickes my jobs ass,
we went to see Charlie and the Chocholate Factory. Well that was a good waist of time that
could have been spent trying to find the cure for cancer. It had its moments, but thats all
they were, moments. The original kickes the remakes ass. 5 times.
So then Aimee and I walk over to the funhuise....or however that place is spelled...with
its strange spelling of we can spellness.
So sitting there trying to figure out if I wanted to go to darkrave or not, It hit me.
I hate raving. I really really don't like it anymore. I still like alot
of the people, but I mean, God. I like raved myself out.
Walked Aimee to the subway, and stupidly went back to see if I could find Joey.
All the way back, angry that I didn't take Aimee to her subway stop. WOH WAH!
Wait around, see people, don't actually go into the rave.
HA HA! It's not raving if you don't go in!
I then get to the subway station too late, miss my bus and walk all the way home.
Tonight proved one thing to me...well two if you don't count my GRR to the walkathon.
People scare me when they are high on E.
I watch them and think "Damn, I know I'm tend times worse when I'm on that shit."
Makes think of Chris, and how bad he's gotten.
Makes me thankfull that people care and I listen.
Drugs are bad. Eat sandwiches instead.
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