I had a triple shot mocha at six o'clock today. I'm very caffinated and cannot sleep. My mind is racing at a million miles an hour, so this is just a brain dump of all the random shit careening around my noggin.

I have a 272 dollar paycheck coming to me on friday. I owe twenty to Jimmy, twenty to top my phone up, twenty to Jamie for drugs, and fourty to my mother for the kitten package. Which leaves me with 172 to do with as I like. I'll be able to put away at least a hundred dollars for the Zune. I decided to go with that instead of the iPod because I'll be able to put my movies on there without converting to m4a status. I hope all my music fits on there as well.

I am addicted to drugs something bad. I felt like there was no way I would make it through my 4 hour shift tonight with out some sort of chemical inside me. I pestered KT for the five dollars I had just given her for gas. I looked for Jamie, I asked Molly, I texted Jamie and finally reserved 4 percs for myself on friday. I decided that I would do a speedball type thing with the extra shots of coffee, and I thought I might smoke a bowl during my break but KT and Robert showed up with Chinese food and I ended up BSing and eating that. Now I'm still wicked caffinated. I haven't taken my pills in three days, I believe. It's starting to effect me. I feel a little overwhelmed by everything I'm supposed to be doing. When I take the pills it's like, I forget about most of the responsiblities I have, or things looming that I should be doing. Like calling Grandma and arranging a payment plan. I want everything now now now, and I'd rather get it now and pay it all back after.

Clyde's getting up I think this is the end.