so apparently dr favero does actually read this. in our session today he said he wished that i had stayed on topic with the blog. he said he had wanted me to write about what lead me to trying to kill myself, not the day-to-day of my rehab. though he did say the day-to-day is important and suggested i combine the two.

he didn't say anything about what i wrote about him though which is a little disappointing. so help me god before i check out of here dr favero is going to fuck me - mark my words.

he gave me permission to use the library afterhours (thus the late night post) so that i can write whenever it strikes me. so here i am.

first the day-to-day b.s. -
mail guy stopped by tonight but my roommate was in the room. i whispered to him that next time i'd make sure she was gone for a while and i rubbed his cock through his jeans. oh, you should've seen the look on his face. i probably could've gotten him to kill my roommate then and there for a piece of me. ahhhh... men.

i met roth in the rec room and we talked and watched Heroes. he's really nice. he's in for a coke addiction but this isn't his first time. he's on a first name basis with several of the orderlies and even used to be in a band with one of them.

we talked about music, movies and drugs and in all the important ways we agreed with one another. eventually though we were told we had to go back to our rooms and our shitty little rehab date was cut off. but it was nice.

alright, so i don't feel like doing backstory bullshit yet. maybe tomorrow. for now i'm tired and i want to masturbate before i fall asleep. tonight dr favero, mail guy and roth are going to gangbang me, it think.