feeling pretty refreshed, considering i'm just as fucked as i was yesterday...i went back to the house i got kicked out of and found the cointreau bottle lying in the garden with some very crusty cointreau residue on the bottom, so i broke the bottle open and snorted the residue...i don't really remember anything until i'm at this school on some kind of medical table and i'm crying and covered in piss and blood and there's this girl in a wheelchair sitting in the room with me telling me i'm gonna be ok. then some teacher comes in and asks me where i live, and i try to say my address, but my icelandic is too fucked up. i end up talking to the wheelchair girl for a while, and ride the retard bus back to her house and she gives me a bunch of weird clothes to put on. i watch tv while she does her homework and try to find something to drink in her kitchen, but all there is is pop, milk and sleeping pills, so i take some and fall asleep with a cigarette on the couch. i wake up and the girl is yelling at me for smoking inside and using my cup for an ashtray, but after talking for a while she lets me come into her room and we start talking and she starts sucking my dick. when i ask if i can fuck her, she won't let me, so i say please and pretend to come and try to give her some sleeping tablets so i can fuck her, but that doesn't work so i say please again and she won't let me, so i pour milk into the ashtray cup and throw it in her face and run outside and realize i'm not far from that fat guy's stripclub, so i go there and end up sucking his dick for some coke. so i got coke and i got to sleep in his office and now i'm using his computer to write this and i think he's fucking one of the strippers in the next room and i'm gonna go watch, so see y'all later. still haven't heard from johnny, though.