Hope I don't get fucked.
Real quick sales recap... $50 for sunday nights party ($20 for shrooms, $30 to tip the DJs). $50/8th saturday morning (dave). $60/8th (jackson - shroomer), $25/1.75g (joe-neigh). Fuck I need more weed.
Yesterday around 6 I got a call from my co-worker/friend Adam. He asked how it was going and reminded me about the records he was picking up. He also said that my boss was acting a little strange about me being sick yesterday. It seemed like he was fishing. I didn't make mention of sunday night.
I hope my boss isn't pissed at my drug use. Sunday night parties are not the norm for me. And that night was far from normal. I met up with Jackson and got some more info. Apparently there were trannys at the party. I did not hallucinate that shit. And according to Jackson, he was seen them at another party. So apparently I am going to have to be on the look out for trannys. I don't want no dicks on my chicks.
Nearly ready for work. Hopefully shit goes smoothly. From here on out it should be fine. Probably sometime in feb/march I will try to get those certs. Shit is annoying.
Oh, and party plans for next weekend and for feb 13th.
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