Philip D. Fantasy

I finally had the chance to catch up on my sleep last nite: 3 Seroquel; I'm now allowed up to 4 -- the most sedative antipsychotic known to man; it shoots up to a center in my head, & then I'm better off than dead.

Haven't done much but sit around surfing Hot or Not (Ho or No?) looking for buxom babes. Mixed state, probably. Karen walked in on a chat session with Precious, just when she asked if she could come visit.

Then yesterday Trish had an appointment with Dr. Debbie at the Clinic. Such marvelous Soft Machines! I fixed chicken thighs, & then in the evening there was Viagra & D. Fantasy, even a small hint of K. Fantasy. Double-D; there's another.

I love my Bumble Bee Girl.