i slept a lot last night and felt infinitely better this morning. i did the sunday ritual this morning: breakfast and the paper. this afternoon i was on my way to score a pipe and ran into john on the t. he didnt look nearly as hungover as past sundays that ive bumped into him. i was a goober as usual - always around cute boiz. we talked for a bit before i got off at mass ave. i found buried treasures, a small head shop, and a glass pipe shaped like a butt plug. haha. this led me to go sex toy shopping...
