trying...

so... i don't really know if i'm able to come out of this self-imposed vacation from writing that i've been in. i'm into my second forty right now, i've smoked my pipe, i've cracked and bought a pack of cigarettes. i can't really remember all of last week. where did i leave off last time? let me check the last post... ... ... ... ... ... ... .. ok, i went out the bars and got loaded on wednesday. shit i probably could have guessed and been right. then i wrote that on thursday, the 420 holiday... so what happened the rest of that day... hmmmmm..... let me check my text messages for a reference, hold on... ... ... ... ... ... ... . ok, well... that morning i was supposed to go to work with liz and be her little errand boy, but she backed out. i slept from six to noon. i woke up and wrote the last post. carmen came over. we smoked gear. all right now... then derik calls, he got kicked out of work for having a mohawk, he comes over. carmen leaves. derik and i go to buffalo exchange; i sell clothes. new found money. checks cashed. beers consumed... no, wait, bourbon and cola. this done at casey moores. we leave. rogue. we drink whiskey for a while. we leave. come to apache. jim wants to barbeque; we do it at his place. after eating, i pass out. i'm awaken around midnight. someone came by. we drink more. more people come by. we drink more. we went somewhere. we came back. we drink. we sleep.
derik and i wake up around 2 on friday. i don't remember the day. we did something. mike came by around 8pm. derik leaves. mike and i head to salty senoritas in scottsdale. packed. we meet viki and ricky. we drink. we go to grimaldi's for pizza. mike and i head to the cue club. we meet woody. i drink. we leave. i meet derik at tut's. we go to a frat party. once there, we meet casper, nancy, jenny, tuesday, and madison. we pound keg beer. casper and i try to scam money. i pound jack like i'm a hotshot. i go in the alleyway. i puke. come back in. pound more keg beer. cops come. we leave. casper and i drive drunkenly out of a police net to a circle k. i buy beer. we go to tut's. lots of the regulars there. we suggest drinking at my place. we go. my place; layla, casper, tommy, derik, nancy, mick, samir, and a couple others. music, liquor, and other refinements. later on we write all over tommy when he sleeps. such things as; cock is my friend, i love dick, penises on his cheek. he wakes up, gets mad, leaves. dawn by now. more drinks. sleep.
we wake up around 5pm saturday. bank. cash a check. margarita rocks. drink. derik and i meet viki and ricky. felicity calls me. wants me to come to tut's. to talk. i feel like hell; can't even drink. after a bit, i have derik take me to tut's. felicity and i go to my place. we talk.... well sort of. i'm sick; she comforts me. she wants me to go to this show with her. too sick. i have weed, water, and advil to get better. then a bit of a nap. felicity leaves before i wake up and feel better. i shower. return margarita rocks to meet viki and ricky. jaime gives me free shots with my beers. heads looped. go to hooters. we drink pitchers of beer. i have baked beans and fries for dinner. my ride to rogue picks me up at street level. we go to get derik on the way. rogue. drinks. drinks. and more drinks. we hang out with liz and her girlfriends. i see rikki. we dance. we drink. we drink. we return to my place. i hang with liz and panda. we drink beers on the couch together. we listen to music. panda likes bright eyes. layla comes by. we drink. she leaves at dawn. panda sleeps. mick and samir come by. i blackout now.
next thing i know, i wake up naked, to an empty apartment, around 5pm on sunday. i decide to hide all day. no drinks. no smokes. no money. derik comes by later anyway. he abuses myspace, while i watch tv. layla comes by with some random hippy from new jersey; she gives me a smoke. derik eventually leaves; i sleep.
i wake up around sixpm. i hit the computer for an hour. carmen comes by. wants to go to a bar. i shower. go to her place. we decide to hit the liquor store instead. drink at my place. hours go by. we go to her place. we smoke gear. we attempt to watch a movie. i leave. at home i fry random things. i eat them. liz comes by... she leaves. i watch movies. i sleep.
i wake up. i hit the pc. i buy a forty. layla gives me a smoke. i buy another forty. i buy a pack of smokes. i hit the pc. login to blogger. here we are.

wow. that sucked. i'd apologize if i cared. but i don't.

there is a problem here though. i can't remember enough anymore to really write about it. there was a lot of stuff that happened this week; better stuff than whats above; but i can't remember it. so what do i do? drink less? write here every night to get it accurate? or maybe i'm just bored with writing about the same shit? do something different? it's got to be one of those things. well, i'm not gon write here everynight, unless it comes to that. drinking less? i was gon do that anyway. something different? sure, why not. after next weekend i'm getting back on road. a quick tour of northern arizona before taking off to new york. that goes on until may 2oth. my head should be clearing. so by next week i should be back to normal story telling.... maybe. but by the first week of may... i promise, i'll be back in form. haha, i sound like a drug addict...