Last night i got drunk fast. Sipping on the ol' wiser's rye whiskey.
Jenny came home from work at 6, i started drinking at around 7. Announced my drunkenness at around 8. Puked and passed out at about 10:30.
Somewhere in the drunk stage, jenny took advantage of me.
Now, within the apartment, it is very easy to feel safe having a girl undress you. It even feels safe having that same girl re-dress you, in whatever fashion she'd like. There was enough booze involved, so I felt totally comfortable within the apartment.
But when she took me for a walk and i found myself passing mittfuls of people wearing a plaid schoolgirl sorta skirt, a silky somewhat open chested black shirt, and fishnets, it was definately a sobering experience. I was about as scared as my alcohol infested body would let me be, which wasn't too much, but it was something. Alot of people stared.
Apparently it's gay pride week. There's a parade on the fifth. I'll see you there.
I've never seen larger pupils on a human being then those i saw in the mirror last night. Jenny had two packets of green powder, called peruvian torch, and Jordan (planting brother) and i each wolfed down a pack. Mixed with water, and drank.
Grossest thing i've ever done. Worth it? Debatable, but i'll vote yes. Jordan chucked it up about 30 seconds after it was all down. I managed to hold it in for the evening, although many times throughout the night i was wishing i hadn't.
The part of the drug i was most aware of was the sickness in my stomach. It took about an hour to really get to me, but it reduced me to a sizeable chunk of laying around, and a little bit of fetal position. At my low point, responding to a question from jordan, i put myself at about a 2.4/10 on the feel good meter.
The underlying quality of the drug was akin to acid. Some euforia, hightened awareness, clarity of mind, feeling of connectedness with my time and place and companions. It was a really special night for me, dispite my bodily discomforts.
Camping with Jenny last week was beautiful. I like her family, and they like me. Not many details to report. I expected to stop smoking ciggies while i was there (not willing to smoke near the fam), but when jenny and i went for a walk the first night she hauled out a pack and i grinned while accepting the offer.
I'd like to go to shambala, a music festival in nelson on the 10th. I hope i can make that happen. Jenny and I plan to leave on the 14th (i believe), so i think i'd have time to drive up there, see the show, and drive back. It should be just a nice weekend dealie. Jordan is going, which is the major draw. He's great. We bonded last night over drugs and issues with chicks. He's a good musician, but not as in your face about it as I am,
course he's really not as good as me anyway.
See you in a few, no doubt.
I'm in prince george. I've been on the bus for five hours, and in another fifteen hours, i'll find myself in Oliver, BC. Jenny and the fam are camping in oliver for the next five days or so, and i'll be joining them tomorrow afternoon. I'm excited to see her.
I'll be spending a chunk of time in vancouver after the oliver camp scene, leaving somewhere around august 15th. Jenny's got 3 weeks off starting then, and she's coming east with. It looks like i'll be purchising a live-in-able van in the meantime. It's gonna be a neat trip. Definately stopping in calgary for a bit, to chill with the nicole. Other stops are likely, but i'm itching hard for the island.
Miss you all, much love.
Apologies for the lack of email contact, especially aine. See you soon, darlin.
Jenny came home from work at 6, i started drinking at around 7. Announced my drunkenness at around 8. Puked and passed out at about 10:30.
Somewhere in the drunk stage, jenny took advantage of me.
Now, within the apartment, it is very easy to feel safe having a girl undress you. It even feels safe having that same girl re-dress you, in whatever fashion she'd like. There was enough booze involved, so I felt totally comfortable within the apartment.
But when she took me for a walk and i found myself passing mittfuls of people wearing a plaid schoolgirl sorta skirt, a silky somewhat open chested black shirt, and fishnets, it was definately a sobering experience. I was about as scared as my alcohol infested body would let me be, which wasn't too much, but it was something. Alot of people stared.
Apparently it's gay pride week. There's a parade on the fifth. I'll see you there.
Sigh...
I've never seen larger pupils on a human being then those i saw in the mirror last night. Jenny had two packets of green powder, called peruvian torch, and Jordan (planting brother) and i each wolfed down a pack. Mixed with water, and drank.
Grossest thing i've ever done. Worth it? Debatable, but i'll vote yes. Jordan chucked it up about 30 seconds after it was all down. I managed to hold it in for the evening, although many times throughout the night i was wishing i hadn't.
The part of the drug i was most aware of was the sickness in my stomach. It took about an hour to really get to me, but it reduced me to a sizeable chunk of laying around, and a little bit of fetal position. At my low point, responding to a question from jordan, i put myself at about a 2.4/10 on the feel good meter.
The underlying quality of the drug was akin to acid. Some euforia, hightened awareness, clarity of mind, feeling of connectedness with my time and place and companions. It was a really special night for me, dispite my bodily discomforts.
Camping with Jenny last week was beautiful. I like her family, and they like me. Not many details to report. I expected to stop smoking ciggies while i was there (not willing to smoke near the fam), but when jenny and i went for a walk the first night she hauled out a pack and i grinned while accepting the offer.
I'd like to go to shambala, a music festival in nelson on the 10th. I hope i can make that happen. Jenny and I plan to leave on the 14th (i believe), so i think i'd have time to drive up there, see the show, and drive back. It should be just a nice weekend dealie. Jordan is going, which is the major draw. He's great. We bonded last night over drugs and issues with chicks. He's a good musician, but not as in your face about it as I am,
course he's really not as good as me anyway.
See you in a few, no doubt.
Done.
I'm in prince george. I've been on the bus for five hours, and in another fifteen hours, i'll find myself in Oliver, BC. Jenny and the fam are camping in oliver for the next five days or so, and i'll be joining them tomorrow afternoon. I'm excited to see her.
I'll be spending a chunk of time in vancouver after the oliver camp scene, leaving somewhere around august 15th. Jenny's got 3 weeks off starting then, and she's coming east with. It looks like i'll be purchising a live-in-able van in the meantime. It's gonna be a neat trip. Definately stopping in calgary for a bit, to chill with the nicole. Other stops are likely, but i'm itching hard for the island.
Miss you all, much love.
Apologies for the lack of email contact, especially aine. See you soon, darlin.
Things are going really good for this guy.