Collonic Villus Biopsy Performed

Good afternoon kids. I slept in today. Today is my day off. One I am having to myself. No taking off to Toronto or any of that shit. I needed this time. Recharge my batteries. Spend some time with the person I love most. Myself of course. So I told you all how I ended up with a vial of K from the rave. Well I decided to dip into that last night. After my Grandmother went to bed. I have done pretty much all drugs that I have done at least once by myself just to focus on the effects to my brain and such. See where my head takes me without third party distractions. I had done K before when no one else was doing it. But other people where there. But this was just me and the drug. It is interesting being tranqualized. It really is. You are fairly floaty feeling. It isn't one of those intense highs at all. It is like a fine layer of soapy film dillutes the ability of clear thought for a while. I also kind of felt like I was needed. Hard to explain that though. But that the universe would collapse if I wa sno longer in it in that moment. I felt like an intricate piece holding it together.

That if you removed me from the equation, life as we know it would cease to exist, if not all together. So I spent some time pondering that. Then I decided I needed to climb a tree in the park. The feeling of bark on my skin made me feel how very numb I was. Because I didn't feel it as much as I would normally. It was like barely any surface that was supporting me at anytime, existed. Giving you an almost floating feeling. It was the most non-gravitational thing I have felt. Then I dipped different parts of my body in and out of the river to see how different the experience it was. Again the temperature change and the wetness almost didn't register as a sensation. Then I sat down with pen and paper and tried to write out all my thoughts as fast as I could but only in reverse. But it proved very difficult and when I read it this morning it was mostly a bunch of nonsensical shit. But I am going to keep it around anyway. I also tried to be left handed for a bit. I have been on a kick on trying to do everything in reverse to what my habits are.

It has something to do with a study I saw done where doing things like that can prevent alzheimers and dimentia and such. By using areas of your brain that often don't get used very much. They say eating with your left hand instead of your right and stuff like that can prevent it. Plus I just like the idea of trying to train myself to do something simple but that I find difficult. Because you can make it habit like anything else. I have always wanted to be ambidextrous. The uses would be rediculous. I have even started masturbating with my left hand. But it is really difficult to get to orgasm because my left hand doesn't have the rhythm and the pressure down as my right hand doesn. It definately takes longer. I also noticed that I generally chew my food on the right side of my mouth. When I think of it I try to chew it on the left side of my mouth. I am going to do up the rest of the K I have tonight. I decided I want to stare into a bright light and then let our some sort of piercing sound in my ear while I look away. Apperently that is quite disorienting.

I am going to bring my voice recorder with me this time as well. Maybe tomorrow I can dictate my exeriences more accurately onto here through recording it. A voice recorder is one of the best investments I have ever made. I originally purchased it for the purpose of recording dreams. Because I always forgot them by morning whenever I woke up, remembered it, then fell asleep again. Writing also took too long. I found it faded the more awake I got. So I decided I needed a voice recorder. It has been a beautiful thing. I also noticed how much more I dream when I was no longer a pot head. I didn't dream much for years when I was smoking pot four or five times a day. I don't know if that is due to lazy brain activity. I find pot does make my mind lazy. I am definately far more alert and aware while not stoned. Don't get me wrong. I still appreciate a good session now and then. But I only maybe smoke once a week now. I like it that way for sure. I don't think I will become a pot head ever again. Well. Maybe when I retire. I would have nothing better to do.

So I can see pot being wonderful then when the government is giving me money for my service to our economy. I have had this weird craving for Kraft Dinner lately. I haven't been able to eat it in so long because when I was a broke assed mother fucker living in owen Sound. I didn't eat much more then that and hot dogs. The thought of hot dogs still makes me feel ill. But I love a damn good sausage dog. I love street meat in Toronto. It is cheap, filling, spicy, and just all around amazing. They have bacon bits and pickles as part of the toppings! Fucking amazing. Someone bring me one please! I was thinking of Cara the other day for some reason. I haven't seen or heard from her in so long. Does anyone know where she is? Or how she is doing? I love that girl a lot and would love to talk to her again soon. She is a messed up gal. But in a good way that I can appreciate. There is something about her personality that draws me to her and I miss her a lot. When she was no longer with Mike, I actually started talking to her and getting to know her. Good person that one.

So if anyone knows of any contact info let me know. I have her e-mail address. But I have tried that way. A phone number or an address would be nice. I hate losing touch with people I like. Because there seem to be so many people I don't like that I can't shake. The cruel randomness of the universe I guess. Summerfolk is soon! I am pretty excited. I will get to see lots of kids I haven't seen in a while. There are only a few I care about. But those few are completely worth it. I know I am going to have a blast for sure. Time is flying by soooo fast. It doesn't seem to long ago that Tcow's Summerfolk day countdown thingy was over one hundred days. Now it is just over a month away! Anyways I think I am done writing for the day peoples. Love you all like you were my first born son. Cheers!