getting hiv meds across the border

living the glamorous life of an hiv person has it's hang ups. like trying to get "the cocktail" in another country. i won't go into too much detail here, but that is the biggest hassel of moving. it's surreal. it used to be i'd check the morning headlines and start screaming at the computer screen and that'd be how i'd start my day. the headlines no longer effect me. they don't even register. i mean, how many times can lohan get arrested, or mel gibson move to costa rica. he should take lohan with him. the can drug and drink in peace. so...we've got the feelers out. my take is, if you can get tons and tons of coke and speed from mexico to the united states, i should be able to get my "cocktail" sent to me down there. some how and some where. of course now that i've put this information on the internets series of tubes i'll be abducted by the cia and end up who knows where. something about my agenda. it scares the bejesus out certain types of people.