True Confessions pt 1

And now Story before bedtime...

The only drugs I have ever taken are Caffeine, Nicotine, and Alcohol, but that's not the confession part. I dated this frat guy that was heavy into drugs HEAVY, no unfortunately he wasn't in the one that got drug busted (that's a story for another day). So one night I am at his apartment and he's bored as hell and craving a fix and he drags me with him across campus to his friends apartment. I went into the place and the guy who lived there had people over. My boyfriend notices this guy in a corner completely stoned and introduces him all excited, saying that this guy was this amazing writer and all the other high monkeys mutter something in the affirmative to me. My boyfriend goes into another room leaving me alone with "Hunter S. Thompson" who just happens to have a copy of his book on him. He hands it to me, I politely smile and open the manuscript. It was 70 pages of adjectives strewn together with like 10 nouns, All I could gather was that the character was on a beach, i think. It was the most amazing piece of shit-waste of time ever but I give him props for actually getting himself into a state (or anyone for that matter) where it would make sense. 

At this point I notice this girl come in with her boyfriend. My boyfriend comes out of the room with the host pipe in hand stoned. They sit next to me and the girl starts flirting with my boyfriend. I don't take offense cause I know that he's reaching the point where all that registers is color. The host lights up a bong and the party takes hits, when it gets passed to the girl I watch calmly as her boyfriend lights her hair instead of the pipe and the only one in the party that notices is me and I don't say shit. Lets put it this way, the chick burned herself a new pair of bangs before anyone noticed anything, ZEXY...

Sweet dreams