[goodbye sweetie] Sitting here, I am. typing. cold. tired. My stomach feels ill. shaky. wooshie. Last night. i spent time. a lot of time. Down at Dani's. sitting. talking. smoking. The usual came down. in a matter of time. We hit the road. Ventured out. into the WILD. We traveled down to Steph's. and chilled. It was spring times birthday. and we sang to her. Ricardo. young black man. He wouldn't shut up. Talk and talk and talk, he did. About random facts: He has two babies. twi different 'mommas.' He went to college for a year. Broke his knee. Left. Philedelphia and what not. Showed us his 'ink' and we admired it. Dani kept him busy with hmm's and ooo's. I yawned. Counted down the minutes until we could escape. Get what we came for and bounce. Drain-o took his time. and wanted cake. He got itchy too. so we left. FINALLY. "Bye sweetite" and he rubbed the back of my head. Ricardo's lucky. i would've kicked his ass. If I would have been in the right state of mine. I don't like pushers. or 'daddies'. or game talkers. It annoys me. We lit up 3 b's and one bowl. I am tired now. Probably ill because of it all. I was supposed to go down to SEB's today. But the weather's shitty. and not quite right. Things are on edge. And the snow is dancing in the middle. Ice hiding underneath. Waiting. I don't know if I feel like going now. I'm lazy like that. I guess I should call her back now. "And around they circled, laughing." DFN.