Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Drunk? Yes, I am.

Ha!
Yep.
Well, ok, so I only drank two beers but a bagel and a piece of bread don't give your stomach enough to process  the alcohol. I'm definately more drunk than a person who had eaten 3 meals today. But I'm close to opening another beer! Just 'cause I want something to drink. I'm hungry but we don't have what I want to eat so should I sleep, smoke more weed or eat something else? Yeah, that's what I thought. I am probably just gonna smoke some more, and go to bed. I may chug one more beer before doing so that I pass out right away. I have like 13 + hours till I work. Hopefully enough to find energy and motivation to wash the dishes holding up my kitchen.
Do you like the show Raising Hope?
Do you suck at typing when you're drunk? I do. I feel like I can't even type 5 characters without having to erase some and start over. Growl.
Thats all for today Folks!!!

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Gravity, tomorrow!

If I can find my glass Sobe bottle, I'm lightin' up and havin' a gravity bong hit the best way possible! Sounds like such a treat. I literally think it's been at least a year and a half since I hit a Sobe gravity bong. How sad.

Friday, November 18, 2011

One hella long adventure

So the other day we needed weed. We live in Seattle, this should be a simple task. We had a buddy saying he'd get us it if we just got to his house. Eh, probably like 4 miles from our house. We took the craziest, longest route possible in the rain with shitty tires on the jeep. Everytime we needed to do a U turn, we were in so much traffic we had to turn onto a street. Once we were turned around, we were *seriously* turned around and kept going the wrong direction! Seriously, an hour later we finally get to the guy's house. We drive him to his buddies house with him as navigator. When he got back in the car, any nonstoner would have sworn we were sprayed by a skunk. This shit is DANK! We our navigator off at his house and attempt to take his easy directions home. Yah right! Lost again. Found some backwoods in Seattle though, the city lights were gorgeous. It was dark and there were no street lights on this windy road. Finally we pop out somewhere close to home. I really can't explain how desperately I wanted that bowl by the time we were home. We had argued the whole way of where to go and good grief in was exhausting but I tell you what: It was worth it for this dank herb.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Pathetic. Just a little

Tonight, I go to the grocery store (the one I usually go to) to get a bottle of wine. I'm 22. As the cashier scans the wine and I'm reaching for my ID, the cashier says, "Oh, I know you. Don't worry about it! I must have seen you're ID 10 times."
How pathetic is that?! I frequently buy alcohol at a 24/ hour grocery store in BUSY Seattlle and despite me being only 22, the cashier KNOWS ME! Ahhhh maybe time to switch grocery stores? Or maybe not!!

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

4:20 it's a holiday, twice a day everyday!

No matter if it's an AM or a PM 4:20 I see on the clock, I either hit the nearest smoking utensil (in today's case, a pipe) or smile to myself because I know some other stoner is hitting a crazy huge bong somewhere just because it's 4:20. I love that about us stoners, too...we think about each other. We share awesome thoughts and moments like 4:20! Even on a really stressful day at work or a long visit with a family member you don't want to see, 4:20 is just our time. We are all thinking about weed so we feel a strong vibe around that time. Maybe it's just my sleep schedule...but I usually see both the AM and the PM 4:20! Us stoners may go a little over board on April 20th, which I think actually hurts our case because normal people (non stoners) don't necessary like our red-eye-day. Nevertheless, you can catch ANY of us real stoners smoking as much weed as possible on April 20th or incessantly talking about it if we are unable to partake. It is a motherfucking holiday. It doesn't need to be marked on a calendar, it *is* the calendar (lol).  Right? Please, tell me if I'm wrong. Feel free to post love letters to marijuana.