All start as a regular Friday, I woke up in my bed, garb the vodka bottle on my nightstand and drank some sips. I left my bed, go to the bathroom, opened the medical cabinet, picked up a cocaine pack prepared my four fat lines and sniffed them. I brushed my teeth and go to toilet; on toilet shelf I found an old whisky bottle, I didn’t remember how it came their but I grabbed it and drank while peeing. Once done, I kept the bottle to take my shower a quietly drank out of it while my hair mask was acting. After shower, I got down the stair with my bottle, in the kitchen, I served an expresso in a mug, add 4 spoon of candy sugar, let it melt in hot coffee and complete the mug the with whisky. As it just left few cm in bottle, I chugged it. I grabbed my mug, and go to my baby’s room to clothed her while drinking my coffee. My son was helping my older daughter to get clothed. While the kids were taking their breakfast; I took two more lines and got clothed myself and drink some sips from vodka bottle in my bedroom. As soon done, I put everybody in the car and drove daughters to daycare and son to media store. While I was driving, I could hear empty bottles blinking under my son’s feet. I’m used to empty car on Sunday, so, on Fridays there are always many bottles rolling under back seat on passenger seat. After a quick search; my son found a not empty Cointreau bottle and gave it to me. I finished it alone while driving to work. Arrived a little early to work, I took time to prepare my day, in my trunk I choose a Metaxa bottle, a Mediterranean Gin bottle and a Peach liquor bottle. I put them in my back and walk to my office; I even not had a light buzz at this time. I turned on my computer, took two more lines of cocaine, opened the Peach bottle and drank from it while calling my customers. I always do my calls on the morning, because I not the on the afternoon it’s less easy for me to talk. Around noon, I left office, Peach bottle was still half full, and gone to the restaurant. After three aperitives, waiter brought me a good bottle of wine, I drank it quickly and used it to swallow some Xanax. As I was feeling a light buzz coming, I ordered another bottle of wine and drank it with some lysanxia pills. After three digestives, I was feeling light and happy and go back to office. Once back behind my desk, I took two other lines and after few swallows of Peach I decided it was too sweet and opened the gin bottle. I spent the afternoon managing my cases and answering my mails. At the end of the day, I only drank the half of the gin. That’s why I wasn’t drunk when I left work. I drove to daycare to pick up my daughters; my was already at home with a new video game. In place of go directly home; I made a stop at the ‘Gallic Village’; an early summer event in my town. I have a friend who work in a cottage there. He was pleased to see me and made me discover several good strong beers. As daughters were hungry, I ordered a tartiflette (potatoes, cheese and bacon) for the older and milked the younger, I also bought a full roasted ham for home. At 11 P.M. the ‘Gallic Village’ got clothed and we moved with the crowd. I was walking in the street, ham under one harm, baby on other, daughter running around me; when we passed in front a dark bar where I’m well known. On the terrace, a guy jumped to me, he was very enthusiast; he highly claimed have something marvelous for me, he’s a drug dealer, a few stupid, but he’s a good sweet guy. He presented me five packs full of flashing pink powder, ‘it’s a new drug’ told him, ‘You will love it!’. Yeah, we were in the street, at café terrace with several passing people around us; this guy hadn’t been delivered with discretion… I quickly hide the packs and told him ‘Ok I take them all’, he was very happy and announced me the price of 100€ per pack… Well… What is said is said, I entrusted my daughters to him and walk to the ATM across the people. Perforce, on the way I crossed several people I know and most of them offered me drinks, it a tradition here, when you cross a friend, you chug a beer with him. So, nearly half an hour later, I was back. I retrieved my daughters, paid the guy, offered a shot to each my friends, chugged and moved. It was now quite late, nearly 1 A.M., so, I rushed to home, slaloming between cars at full speed. At home, my son was still playing with his new game, I let him took care to his sisters and run away. I even didn’t take time to change my clothes. While driving, I opened one of the new packs, pour powder on my cell phone, prepared good lines and took them with a straw. It took me 20 minutes before arrive in town, and absolutely no effect. I had emptied the Cointreau bottle on the way, so I prepared two bigger lines and sniffed them. And left car near the hot place of the city. I entered in a luxurious bar along the boulevard, I sat at the counter and ordered a bottle of pink champagne, I had already spent 500€ in drugs so, useless to be stingy tonight. There was a dozen of men in the bar, no woman, I was dressed in my work suit, drinking luxury champagne, it was just supposed to be a question of minutes before someone talk to me… After a long moment, champagne bottle was empty and I was still alone, I ordered a new one, go to toilet, while peeing I prepared four lines of pink powder and two of cocaine, this new drug looks cool, it’s sad it has no effect; as I said, this drug dealer is kind but stupid, he must had been scammed. I got back to my place and drank flute after flute until the last one. I was still alone, feeling drunk and horny but very bored. With last flute I took two Alcover and an oxycodone pill. When to get down from my stool I felt a sensation as if I was falling on the floor, but I didn’t, I put my head to watch on the floor and felt a kind of vertigo, my legs look like to be one kilometer long, I could barely see my tiny feet at their extremities. When I walked to the bartender to pay, I had the feeling to walk on stilts. I tried to act as natural, but I think the waiter had some doubts, but after all, I had drunk two bottles of champagne, I could simply be drunk. When I left bar, everything outside was lightning as if they were suns, I walked to another bar, and there all was black, not dark, black. People had a ghostly apparency. I took a seat at the counter, order something I don’t remember, barmaid asked me three times to repeat without understanding, I don’t what I ordered and I now think that I just invented it on the moment. He finally served me a cocktail. I don’t remember to had made something else that drinking my cocktail from the straw but before I finished it, barmaid asked to leave the bar, so I chugged it and got away. All the ghosts were looking at me. Once out, I lighted a cigarette, a giant flame got out my lighter, I walked in direction of another bar, I was sobering up, people in the street were looking normal, it took me a long moment before to realize taste was awful, I had lighted the cigarette by the filter. I entered in a bar full of students, electronic music was loud and me too I felt my body loud, so I directly go to toilet to take some cocaine, when I opened my purse, I found the pink powder, so I mixed it with cocaine. This it all I remember for this part. I don’t know of this happens, but just after that, I was in same toilet, and a handsome guy was behind me finishing to fuck me. Once done, he pulled up his trousers and got out, another guy came in, it seems one of his friends, he opened his trousers and fucked me at his turn. Once he finished, we left toilet, I was getting down the stair when a guy interpellated me and bring me back to toilet for his turn. After him, I could make me some new lines, took them and get down the stairs to the bar, it was still full of people with purple skin and big head. Several of them offered me shots and beers, I didn’t understand what they were saying, as if they were speaking a foreigner language, it was very funny. I just vaguely remember what happened after that, I have flash memories of me crawling to climb the stairs with a man behind me watching under my dress, me having sex on toilet sink, me taking drugs and drinking, chugging beer top less… And the end, me staggering on my stool, firmly squeezing by the neck a bottle of cocktail mix and singing Disney songs with the others. Bartenders put us out a few later, staggered out, bottle in the hand, balancing for wall to wall in the narrow street. Sun hadn’t rise yet but sky was already clear. I didn’t want to stop such a good night, so, I joined my car to drive to sexclub. I was totally scruffy but I wanted to look desirable. So, first I made a stop at a sexshop but it was closed, I joined another one, but it was closed too. I went across the city from one end to the other several times to find an open sexshop. I was driving trashed and half naked drink the cocktail bottle, my car climbing on curbs, ascended streets in opposite direction, ran red lights, hit signs… Until I remembered that someone talked to me about a glamshop. My bottle was empty, I was thirsty, that’s why I rushed at full speed to the shop, it was open! I parked my car and left it but I felt on the floor, breaking the empty bottle on the sidewalk. I got up and entered in the shop, seller immediately ran to me, he wanted to put me out, but I convinced him I was here to spent money. I told him I really need the obscenest clothes he has. I now think that he took me for a professional bitch. He showed me several things, but it was glamour dress and burlesque corsets until he showed me something magic, it was just a belt with 4cm width fabric thongs spaced from 4cm, it looked like a lines skirt but with void at the place of a color. As I was getting naked in the shop, seller, put me in a cabin. I got naked and put the belt on my hips. Through the curtain, he gave me a kind of torero vest made of laces that totally exposed my breast, I put it with lots of difficulties and got out of the cabin. Seller was very embarrassed, he quickly put my clothes in a bag and asked me to pay now and leave, he was very insistent. Staggered as clothed across the shop and felt in front his counter. The seller was really annoyed, but he started to be a few upsets when ordered him the biggest butplug he has. He put it on the counter, took my money and pushed me out. Once in the street, I could notice that my car wasn’t very well parked; it was athwart the street, door open, key on ignition and engine turned on. A long queue of cars was honking behind it. I climbed on driver seat, pushed gas pedal and rushed away. Just after start as I had forgot to close my door, it hit a parked car and violently slammed. At least, now, we can be sure it is closed… At this moment my priority was to find something to drink, my throat was dry. I stopped my car in front a nightshop but it too was closed; next to it is a café, a girl was preparing the terrace, I tried to reach it, but I felt and toppled some table and chairs. Girl got out and refused to serve me a single beer and by the way made me noticed I was barefoot. Desperate, I got back in my car and took some lines to sober up a few, one more time, I couldn’t resist to mix both powders. My state was getting worst and worst, all around me was green and purple, everything seems to be at kilometers from me, my steering wheel was waving and trying fly away from car; I had to slap it to punish it. I drove to a commercial street but I was stopped by poles at the entrance of the pedestrian aera. I left my car and staggered in the street, I thought this street was flat, but it started to curve so much that I finally lay on it to climb it. Fortunately, I could reach a liquor store, I entered in it and bought a bottle of Davidoff Cognac. Bottle was hard to open, but once done started to light and it was a good point because street suddenly got dark and I could use the bottle as a lamp. Every time its light was getting down, I just had to drink a sip from it to reactivate the light.
