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lizblackdog ([personal profile] lizblackdog) wrote2007-03-16 04:54 pm
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She might think I've forgotten her; don't tell her it isn't so

I dreamed that I found a stash tin while I was cleaning, and inside it there was a big rock of crack cocaine. Like sex dreams, drug dreams always wake you before you get to the good part, so it ended with me searching my flat for something I could improvise into a crack pipe.

I want to wash my brain.

[identity profile] baranduyn.livejournal.com 2007-03-16 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't really have drug and drink dreams, but I do sort of go all pointer having smelled quarry when a photo of phentermine shows up in my spam.

Sigh. The show that never ends.
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[identity profile] lizblackdog.livejournal.com 2007-03-16 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
yep. there are a few things that set me off that way too. It really sucks. Though not as much as my life sucked while I was actually using - so I'm grateful for small mercies.

[identity profile] baranduyn.livejournal.com 2007-03-16 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
True. At least I'm not as badly off as my sister, who won't even take over the counter menstrual tablets lest it set her off.

Ah well, you live, you deal with it. I wish I hadn't completely fubar'd my body chemistry back in the day, though. But it's the price of learning.