Write down anything. Even if it’s crap at least it’s something. “Blah” is the only word I can use to describe my mood. It’s the after effects from the valium. I love that stuff. They don’t make me sleepy at all. I just get extremely creative. I went on for hours last night. This weekend I did cocaine again. Most everybody I hang out with now is doing it but I had managed to hold out. I didn’t do all that much and although it was still being offered, I reluctantly declined. Amazingly, I somehow avoided coming down that hard.
December 15, 1998