Chip gets over to my apartment and I can tell he’s already drunk. Sometimes he has problems behaving when he’s drunk and it’s not unusual for the cops to become involved. Turns out he’s in the middle of blackmailing his sugar mama in California for several thousand dollars. He’s blowing off steam tonight. He offers me a mini of crown, but I say ( Read more... )

i got in from San juan at around midnight, which put me to my apartment at around 2am, which put me at Korova at nearly 3am. I had my slice of pizza but I had to go back for two more when Foreman saw and smelled it. Jill and Cindy and some random gay guy were all up at Cindy's place doing coke so I wasn't in a hurry to join them. They'd been at ( Read more... )

The living room was flooded with light so we let Lindsey come lie around with us while we tried to get motivated for lunch. We went to sleep at around 6am but for some reason Jill was up at 10am and kept making me talk to her. She would poke me if I didn't respond to what she was saying. She said all Lindsey does is eat and sleep so I thought if ( Read more... )

i'll actually do this entry tomorrow, what's one more day of procrastination ( Read more... )

Four aspirin, a vicadin, and fifteen hours is what it took for the hangover to finally get out of my bedroom. It wasn't worth it but it was a pretty cool night. Pretty random to say the least. Diggy said he was up for getting together early, maybe play some pool, but wouldn't stay out too late. He had a new job that started the next day so he ( Read more... )

It's been a really strange day, but only because of the last fifteen minutes. I got up early, flew to the Dominican Republic, flew back to New York, and got on the subway to come home. Nothing unusual there. In fact, very blase nothingness. Well, the two landings we had today ranked as #1 and #2 in the all time hardest landings I;ve ever had. ( Read more... )

the mystery in the bathroom has gone from "Why a footprint on the toilet seat?" to "Why does it smell like dirty socks ( Read more... )

bad things happen when I wake up before noon. ALmost overnight I've lost my ability to sleep for nine hours. It sucks. I love sleep. Even after I stayed up all night, flew to London, and then went out for a bit, being awake for well over 27 hours, I didn't sleep more than seven hours. Last night I went to bed at 1am and thought I'd make it ( Read more... )

i had to scrap this entry. I don't remember writing it and what I did write made absolutely no sense. Just for my own benefit I'm going to go over last night and find out exactly why I was getting home at daybreak and why exactly I had to use one of my last Vicadins this afternoon to get me past this hangover. It started off innocently enough. ( Read more... )

I'm still trying to figure out why there's a footprint on the toilet. It isn't on the seat or on the plastic thing you sit on, it's on the porcelain. When i first noticed it I thought maybe Jiles and some girl were screwing in there, but that doesn't make too much sense. Still, that's what I thought. Then, and more logically, I thought maybe he ( Read more... )