April 28, 2004 l 11:17 p.m.

My Best (looking around cautiously)Friends House...

I'm high. Not atypical for me on a Wednesday, but the location for the festivities on this particular night is where I usually am on Fridays and Sundays. This is not my Wednesday hangout.

I was tired and sleepy when Monique first rang, around 8:45pm. Not that I ever sleep around that time, or that being sleepy ever even keeps me from hangin' out. I thought twice about showing up, as she has to work tommorrow and would probably call it an early night. I came over anyway.

I have no conscience when it comes to depriving friends of sleep. We are only young once. Tommorrow it will be our spouses that begin to take our time, take our sleep. The day after that it will be the children we bare that give us sleepless nights.

Tonight we talk shit. Tonight we smoke. Tonight we get high.Tonight Peaches is wandering the streets of NY. Tonight we eat. Tonight we laugh senselessly and do senseless things. Tonight we try to drink lighter fluid? Or maybe I was lighting air and trying to smoke it...