I'm sitting here listening to Janis Joplin. It's that kind of day; don't-give-a- fuck-stay-in-bed-all-day kind of day. When I am in the pit, there is very little that makes me feel better.
Janis is one and I don't indulge in the others anymore, though a little vodka in the iced tea would be welcome. Then there's sex. Nothing quiets the mind for me like a night of fucking. Getting all intense and crazy with desire and then the release. No better drug out there! Guess I've written my own prescription then. Now to fill it!
HFFD,
Tarin
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