El Binge-a-dor

Yup, that's me - El Binge-a-dor. I (and all my co-workers) just got laid off on Monday, so I figured "fuck it, I might as well start a little trouble and have some fun". I met some dudes up in Pompano Beach who had coke and could get more. Needless to say, I made a b-line up to their place! There were three dudes, and they were all actually pretty cool. They had been partying with that shit for the last four days! So they were already pretty fucked up when I got there, but they had just purchased an 8, so we were in business. I told them I would chip in some cash for it, but all I had was a $100 bill. Again, I said "fuck it" and had them order another 8! It turned out to be a waste of money though because I was already so fucked up from the first one, that the 2d made little difference. Oh well, at least this time it did not feel like my palate was collapsing (I hate it when that happens!). As usual, I stayed until every last grain was snorted up. Afterwards, I went to ML's place. She HAD to know what I was doing, but I think she just chose not to say anything. We just kinda laid there for a while while I crashed (actually, I did not come down too hard this time either). Then I introduced her to The 69. Yes, she's actually never done a 69 before! I was also the first guy to fuck her in the ass not too long ago, lol. I love teaching people about kickass sex! I had a massive headache though the entire time (partially because I had not eaten anything). When I got home, I started an IV on myself and did feel better afterwards. I still feel rather shitty.

Tina wastes my entire day

So yesterday we were told at work that our office is closing in 3 weeks! Great. Needless to say, everyone was stressed and freaking out. Well, of course I used this as an excuse to find some sex & drugs! I did my little search ritual, and found a dude that was not too far from here and he partied. However, he did not have coke, but had Meth and G. "Fuck it, that'll work", I said to myself (I usually don't really like to do meth because of the way it makes me feel the following day). I drove up there and the place was beautiful! Anyway, we did some tina, which was actually quite good quality. Then he pulled out the G, and we did a shot each. Yea, that pretty much did it - I was in horny-land! We ended up calling the dude I had played with last week and inviting him over as well. It was actually a lot of fun (minus about 10 minutes or so, where I thought I was going to hurl - I think I did too much at once, yea - surprise, surprise, right?). So, we partied and played for a few hours, but the t ran out and it was getting really late, so I made my escape. On my way home, I could already feel the "crash" as my high faded. Needless to say, today has consisted literally of me laying in bed feeling like shit. I hate wasting an entire day like that. I must admit though, it was ALMOST worth it, lol.

Me, "G", and Hepa-C

I got maybe 3 hours of sleep before going to work yesterday. I did the usual, and counter-acted it with lots of caffeine, but by the end of the shift, I was getting really tired. I was removing an IV from a patient who was using a butterfly needle (we normally use regular angio's). So, I took out the needle and, without thinking, I started to wrap up the tubing along with all the other stuff we usually wrap up (which normally includes the plastic catheter at the end, not a needle) and stuck myself in the process. It was a small puncture, but enough to make me bleed some. I told LH (co-worker) about it, and she said "Please tell me it was NOT Mrs. [so & so]". I told her that it was. She said "FUCK!". Now, LH never swears, so I knew for sure something was terribly wrong. Yes, Mrs. So & So has hepatitis-c. I went to the ER, but they told me that there really was no point in doing blood tests until about 2 weeks when the antibodies show up if I have it. I'm staying positive for the most part, but it was not something I needed especially with all the other shit I have going on. I guess I'll find out in a couple weeks. I really don't think there was enough blood for actual transmission.

When I got home, I had a package waiting for me. Yup, it was my "skiing passes" from Mr. X. Of course, in my state of mind I immediately locked myself in my room and did some lines. There was not that much, but enough to get me to lose a lot of inhibition. I started watching some porn, but I could not get my mind off of sex with a man. I went online and found someone who was partying with "G". I had done that shit before and it was ok, so I took the offer. It was pretty much a lesser repeat of what happened last time I went to party here. I got really tired fast (no shit!), and the "G" just was not any match for my beloved White Devil. I left earlier than planned. On my way home, the guy I partied with last time called me and asked if I wanted to go over there and that he had some lines for us. I actually declined (after much consideration). I figured I REALLY needed to get some sleep. Yea, I got like 2 fucking hours - great! So, here's my insomniac-ass again writing and turning my wheels. What a day.