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12:49 AM -- 2005-04-25
I accept the fact that EVERYONE wants to steal my new Ipod.

This entry I feel is on a yahtzee hourglass of sorts. Til' my high wears out and this codine/miller light combo kicks in, I'll be with you. After that, I'll get some z's. And of course, hopefully I'll make it to the fouton first.

So then I said, "Who's a girl gotta fuck to get a tattoo in this goddamn town?"

Meaning I got my ink fix thursday night.... hours after a dental procedure and all. Last appointment at my fuck nut dentist. Fucking amazing... because I never thought this would end. Within four appointments spread out over three months, I've had 8 teeth filled and one root canal. I am for sure now that going to the dentist is bullshit to the highest degree. I hated every minute of it... some minutes I even felt murderous.

But the good news is that the last procedure I had my new Ipod working. Pimps up to my new ghetto-ass Ipod. Without my new best friend, (second only to my first love of the leaf) I wouldn't be able to blast Motorhead's "Eat the Rich" in the dentist's chair. Sure did make the whole ordeal move quicker, I can tell ya that. The new Ipod Mini is the madness, yo. If the motherfucker were waterproof, I'd take it to the shower. I've already loaded up a shitload of albums from up at the bookstore. My music library is gonna be deeper than fucking Hades' chasm. Anyways, he's a shiteater.

The labels on painkillers always have a symbol of a booze bottle with an X through it. "Do not mix with alcoholic beverages." Its really a legal issue, I feel. Because square people tend to really freak when they happen to pass out. Drug people need no disclaimer. Nodding-off to us is as commonplace as it would be in a nursing home. We understand its our bodies' way of saying, "Nap, motherfucker, I gotta process shit." Seems like a pretty simple message to me, and I'm always more than willing to comply. Nobody but David Blaine likes to pass up the opportunity to sleep. After all... that motherfucker's from another world. Marinate.

I believe that yahtzee timer's about cashed out. Exit: stage drunk.

tuck in my ipod in its ibed.

Signing out..

Sa Da Tay.