New Year Same Old Shit

So for some reason i thought returning to work after the new year would be different. I'm as unmotiovated as ever.

I have some wierd thing at the moment, i cant think, i'm lethargic and my vision is blurred. Not sure why??

I also have a good deed to perform.

so the story goes...
NY eve i have some meth and some pill. 11:30pm and i'm talking shit to jacinta, she has no clue what i'm saying. my bag is sandwiched between my legs. I feel a space between my legs and i look down and the bag is gone my phone, my credit cards, my money, my drugs. Try and find lost and found and no official onsite can tell me where it is. Decide to have a good new year. Say happy new year to everyone in the group . Someone gives me more meth in the beer tent, i cant remember who but thanx. Then dayle and i go back to the campsite and say happy new year adelaide every 30 seconds. everyone tells me they think i have an english accent yet dayle is true blue ozzie. Meet a girl and a guy from aulbury wodonga but they are from the victorian side, which is wodonga i think. They give us a green pill with a picture of a uk pound on it. I have half and (apparently) force the other half down dayles throat. Somehow end up sitting with nai on the grass and looking around i start to see double of everyone. We hear "superstylin" coming from the doof doof tent and james dela cruz looks as though he is pretending to be a dj. I suspect he was just playing cds, but he played some good shit. in the tent ran into frage, karen, dayle and a mojo regular called andrew. Ive never really spoken to andrew at mojo but its funny how when you are in a different state and it is new years eve and you are pumped full of chemicals suddenly you are best friends. James de la cruz ends and so we decide to ring maja on the hill where there might be reception. no reception so walk back to campsite and stumble across lost and found. My bag is there and my phone, my credit cards, my money and my drugs are all still intact. i felt like the luckiest person on earth and hence i need to do a good deed. Got back to campsite and needed water before retiring to bed. Pick up mount franklin bottle on table and fill it with water, drink the water and notice a meth bag in the bottom. Simon then tells me he has lost a mount franklin water bottle with his meth in it. Grayte am now very awake and decide to sit on the path with nai and some dude from melbourne who seems to be very normal until he starts to take all of his clothes off. Karen comes home at about 7am and we are cold so nai, karen and i sit in the festy cramped up with the heater on. Once we realised that we looked a little retarded we went to bed. I didnt sleep at all.

another NY bites the dust