It’s 3:14 in the afternoon on a Sunday. Pie time I sometimes call it although there It’s almost never any pie. I miss pie. A good old-fashioned cafeteria style apple pie is hard to find these days. Swiss Chalet still…

Sunday movie night

It’s 3:14 in the afternoon on a Sunday. Pie time I sometimes call it although there It’s almost never any pie. I miss pie. A good old-fashioned cafeteria style apple pie is hard to find these days. Swiss Chalet still sells one although restaurant desserts are a little overpriced for a single piece of pie. They also sell a good old-fashioned piece of apple pie downtown Toronto at the restaurant inside High park. As luck would have it, they also sell a pretty decent chocolate fudge cake which is nearly impossible to find in restaurants these days. It’s not a special seven layer version or anything but a decent chocolate cake and a decent apple pie from the same place. I’m sad I moved away from Toronto.

Today however, I just smoked a few big fat bowls of crystal. I’m pretty sure I didn’t get any real sleep on Saturday night because of this, and now I’ve gone and done it again.

At this point getting high on weed late at night to fall asleep isn’t really doing it anymore. I’m not falling asleep. I think I got some quality sleep today all the 100% sure. It is almost 3:30 so I know time vanished in there somewhere. It’s funny how weekends can go by so quickly even when technically they’re exactly the same as weekdays for me. Or pretty much exactly the same, except for not having to deal with that rooster.

I had hoped to make it to the store once again this weekend but it appears nice scooter is not going to be the convenient vehicle I had hoped. I can’t just step by the door, put on a helmet and zoom all over the region like my fantasy. The battery seems dead now and I’m not really sure I can start and use the vehicle without the battery.

I know it has a motorcycle style kickstart, but I’m not going to sit there like a fool for 20 minutes kicking the engine if it’s not going to roll over without some battery power first. Bummer.

When I did the Toronto I walk for miles and miles but for some reason that walked the store seems too far to do. It’s an unknown distance because I’ve only been there once by car but it’s certainly seems too many blocks to comfortably make the trip there and back with my new old body.

Convince myself that smoking some meth will give me the energy but it doesn’t. Maybe used to.

Half the time I’m also malnutritioned or at least hungry. Today that is true. I have not had any substantial food beyond chocolate. I’ve got the lunch meat in the fridge and the sliced cheese to go with it but I ran out of bagels. 3:30 so I probably could make it to the grocery store and also pick up my pills at the pharmacy because tomorrow is the last one but it’s double that to the store I want to visit. At least double.

I ponder taking another hit. This point I’m already overcharged so mentally I convinced myself that more won’t adversely affect my evening sleep patterns. In reality I know that more will also not really even be felt. Just be smoking through the motions for smoking sake. I get why cigarettes were addictive. Not necessarily because of the nicotine but just the act of smoking is something to do and it can be something cool to do. That’s why I wanted a new bong.

I wish my scooter worked dammit.

I’m sure I’d find some other excuse to stay in bed. Oh yeah. It’s Sunday Movie night.

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