kristy

traveling across the desert on camel back with this young lady that many refer to as lauren....we were headed to this one place we would like to call home. before we could arrive we had to make a couple of stops. we had to pick up princess arianne blaise for this excursion for her expertise in cloaking. there was no possible way we could leave her behind. since i wasnt "just driving" things needed to be done a little differently. we had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, laughers, screamers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get into locked a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon. i hate to advocate drugs or liquor, violence, insanity to anyone. But in my case it's worked. and we headed to hell.