The Great American

Yesterday, yeah.

Just playin, yesterday was fine. Work went well. I didn't know what to do for two hours, so I coded more of my zombie sim. I am quite proud of that code.

After work I blazed up. I was chillin out high and all. Then around 10 Chris comes knockin. Doesn't let himself in. He thought I was crying, and I was like "lol, no?" and he was like "why are your eyes red and wattery" and I was like *fuck* and he was like "you've been smoking havn't you?" and I was just like "uhhhh..." and he kinda dropped it. We hung out for a bit.

Appartenetly he knew who Jenny was. Apparently she was some pirate chick at Lun's party. I don't remember any pirate chick. And she only barely remembers a monkey man. Sounds like we both forgot each other. I will call her next weekend. Maybe it will be chill?

Soon after, James got home. We played some Little Big Planet. It was fun. After some of that, James was like "sleep!" and I was like, damn it is only midnight. He claims to have gone to work today at 11am. Meh, sucks... I wonder if I can smoke tonight? Maybe. Well, after he went to his room last night, I smoked a bit more and then played some Little Big Planet. I then watched half of good burger. It was a good movie, but I wasn't nearly high enough.

Today should be fun. Maybe I will find out bought my vacation.