back to earth

So I'm going to begin my story with Saturday evening:

I picked up J and we got to my apt. We were planning on hanging out with David and doing robo, drinking alchy and what not. Well David was having a bad day so we had to figure out a sneaky way to get him to hang out with us. We went to subway and I got a guilty free salad. Once we'd gotten drunkish(i was empty stomached) we all popped a bottle of robo. We went outside to smoke and drink and chat and laugh. Well I was the first one to feel sick. I went into the house and laid on my bed. I was tripping majorly. I was dry heaving couldn't stand up. J and David went outside for a smoke. The door bell rang, children knocked. I went and answered the door completely high. I'm sure my neighbors think i'm crazy ha ha. Anyway i started leveling out the next few hours and i survived the roboville. i will never do that shit again.

Sunday: we woke up and got some coffee. Went to J's house and was so happy just to smoke a joint. A mild non crazy high. I ate some cereal to help with the hang over and and drug recovery. We watched Hanibal. Goodness I loved it. After that we went to target to get some edibles and what nots for J. When we got back I drank this huge screw driver. I got drunk fast. I ate the rest of my salad...then the freak out began.

I was seizing for probably an hour or two. Trying to throw up, my body jerking uncontrollably. J was so helpful in being a complete dick. He didn't know if he should be taking me serious or whatever. I couldn't help it.

I'm fine now but it was crazy. Needless to say I need to be sober for a few days and let my mind come back to earth. I love you all so much. Stay strong and thin!