I'm in San Diego California right now, we drove down from Yuma Arizona. What the fuck can I say? Its been a hell of a trip, and not in a good way. Its been cold, and rainy and in the fucking desert, come on.
One good thing did happen I got Dilauded off a doctor in the ER, but he only gave me 2mgs and only ten tablets. I ended up getting insulin syringes, which weren't long enough to slide into my scared veins. My fucking good veins are like leather to poke into.
I've been using Heroin on and off at home, but its shit heroin, cut like a whore who's john knifed her. It takes me at least for bags to get high, and those are .02 bags. They cost forty a piece. If I were to pick up a habit again I wouldn't be able to keep it up the shit around Green bay is so shitty. Sometimes its brown, sometimes its white.
I just want to get back to Green Bay where I have ten bags waiting for me...hopefully. I paid for the shit, it better be there. Unless when they went to Chicago it was 20 dollars a bag and then I only got five bags.
I'm stuck here until next Friday at least. With no dope. Its like hell on earth.
By the way I'm not lying this time to make my blog more interesting.