The Highlights. I believe I heard an angry conversation between my landlord and somebody,presumably my neighbour. It was very likley about me being a druggie. I imagine the worst, and then I ignored it and maybe it’ll go away. It may be better to remain ignorant. Hes making OK money off me now.

I negotiated high… poorly.

I almost took a chinese wife in SL.  Didnt.

Just before orering recreational drugs from one sourse, a vagude Jamacian guy says hes back and hes concierge you name it one stop everything from bath salts to Heroin to the coke my friends enjoy but I don’t.

I had a mini party with 3 women getting super high with me in my home, in that universe.

It was a blast.

I am happy I confirmed once shes asleep, my nose whistle, breathing typing and mouse click dont keep her up.

I shared way too much. I guess that blue pill was strong.  Not e but effefective.

update Satyrday 10am.  Still have not outed dream dealer as fake yet. Were down to the money. If it isn’t cash, I block number and mope.

update 1240pm.  I left the house at 10 to arrange deal.  I came home at 1230 empty. They dicked me around for 2 and a half useless hours.

Oh well.

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