well, friday was another disaster. i woke up in johnny's car freezing and with the worst pot hangover in like the history of civilization, but johnny was missing...i guessed he must have left to do something important. yeah. anyway, i decided to walk to the spanking girl's house even though i was only wearing this tiny chanel t-shirt and johnny's red leather pants. when i got there her mom came to the door and said she was taking her brother to preschool and then going to work and she offered to give me a ride there so i took it, but when i got to the preschool, she had left, but i had forgotten where her mom said she worked, so i asked around and found out who her brother was. at first my plan was to leave and come back and meet the girl when she came back to pick up her brother, but knowing my sense of time i had a pretty good idea how that would end. so i decided to stay and help the staff people out with the kids, and it was a fucking pain, i'll tell you that much. the kids kept yelling at me to get a haircut or asking me why i had a beard (the lady who was working there kept translating what they were saying until i told her to go jump in a septic tank). when the girl finally came, she didn't remember me at all, so i pretended to work there and walked home with her and her brother and he annoyed the fuck out of me too. he spoke english real good for some reason and kept asking if i wanted to have sex with her, so when the girl finally went into the pharmacy to pick up some stuff we waited outside and i told him everything i did to her, but some pizza guy walking past heard me and shoved me into the delivery car and kept yelling at me asking if i was a fag and i kept saying no and that i was talking about what i did with the girl and not asking her brother to do it, but he took me to a vacant lot and beat my fucking ass all over. i lay there crying for about an hour, but eventually decided enough was enough and called crazy rock star dude from last week and asked him if i could buy some acid, cause i needed to get in touch with my inner nature as a being on this planet. he said mescaline was better, but i'd never tried it, so i was kinda scared at first, but he gave me this other crazy rock star dude's number. i didn't really know how to ask him for mescaline, so i told him i was looking for a place to stay and other crazy rock star dude had recommended him. he said he was playing a concert tonight and put me on the guest list. i asked around about the address, and the concert turned out to be in another town, so this guy gave me a lift to the edge of the town where i live and i hitchhiked there with this weird stoner guy who kept laughing and telling me how cool it was that i was hitchhiking. he also told me about all the people who were gonna be smoking pot there. we finally got there an hour before the show started, so we hung out in the town (which was of course a complete shithole) and smoked a bunch of pot. the show turned out to be a reggae show, but it was really weird reggae, cause it sounded like reggae versions of pop songs, but i was so high i didn't really mind. i ended up making out with some hippie chick and drinking absynthe in the back of some local guy's car who kept telling me that this chick had been with everybody in the northwest country. eventually he threw me out for putting out a cigarette in the side of his car. i wandered into a party where i met some kids that were gonna stay up all night in a barn smoking hash, but i told them i was friends with the singer and he was gonna give me some mescaline, but i couldn't find him anywhere, and ended up walking with the kids to the barn and falling asleep thinking of the girl from last week and if she really didn't remember me. i dreamt about her too, and woke up the next day determined to find out who she was, but i was stuck in this shithole town. one of the girls from the party said she was going to my town in a few days, so she let me stay with her until. and i gotta tell you, it is REALLY FUCKING HARD not to have sex with her. just keep it together, seth...

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