Friday, May 18, 2007

time is going by really really really really slow.

This could have been any given night for me between 1983 and 1986. Not counting, of course, the 911 call.

I think we're dead.

1 comment:

Pete Best said...

I had a few moments long ago when I thought I might never come back to reality. Afraid that my brain would never be normal again. Boy, drugs are fun.

You know, pot brownies and mushroom tea are probably responsible for more (non-deadly) overdoses than any other method of ingesting drugs. They take so long to kick in that you think they're not potent, so you take way too much - and then all of a sudden it hits you, it finally kicks in like a freight train - and you're realize you are so fucked.