(01/07/98)["Drugs and what's on the ceiling, auntie?"]  I am tired and my Aunt Millie offers me drugs. I take them and now don't care about anything. I look up on the ceiling and see something, I think. I say to my Aunt Millie, look. Do you see it? She grins. She makes ugly faces at me, sticking out her tongue in grotesque ways. I ask her not to do that. It scares me. She keeps it up.