Yes, I went grocery shopping with Mark. So, I'm in the produce section and the sprinklers come on to water the lettuce and shit. I catch a drop on my finger and look at it. Mark comes up to me and says I look like I'm tripping. Grrrr. Yes, he said it just to get a rise out of me because he knows I'm sensitive about being called a drugie, but..... He's not jumping when I put the plastic cockroaches in his cereal anymore. Any suggestions on how to get back at him?
I went back to school tonight to meet with my research group. We discussed buspirone and trazodone and other drugs, along with other things. My favorite was m-chlorophenylpiperazine. I don't know what it is, but it sure sounds cool.
In the parking lot, I smelled pot. Yay for college!