Friday, August 28, 2009

My Four Days In The Detox Ward

A motley crew if ever there were one:

The elderly black transvestite who apparently could cook like a demon
The pregnant mother of two who could've been a model if not for her various drug habits
The angry girl who felt the need to kill someone and constantly complained about leg pain
The aggressive young meth addict who used his phone time to sell stocks and increase his already large fortune
The middle-aged drunk with a fancy red pinky ring who cried and hugged people a lot
The crazy old lady who just made me sad because she looked too frightened to speak
The crazy old man always draped in a blanket who lived for the chance to get snacks
My roommate who did absolutely nothing but sleep and snored like a gargantuan chainsaw
And me, a failed suicide pacing up and down the hallway planning the quickest escape route

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