Mmmm Blunts

I went to the convenient store next to my work for a grape swisher.

I asked for one and the black was like "they is all hard as rocks" and I was like "... does that mean they are more stale?" and she just looked at me. I picked one out, didn't seem so bad.

I got how, tried to do the dishes. Water was fucking nasty and difficult, so I said fuck it.

I went to rolling the blunt. It cracked in half right away. But I was like, fuck it, if nothing else I got rolling paper out of this. I continued by rolling the larger half with a good mix of weed. I rolled it pretty nice, if I do say so myself. I then thought about how I could append the second half. I unrolled and filled the second half. I then sorta rolled the second half around the end of the first and tried to control the weed as much I could. I then packed it down a bit and smoked up. Shit was awesome.

I am still confused at how to finish a blunt. Shit gets thick and harsh... Whatever. For now I just cut open the latter part and dump the weed in a bowl.

This MAN movie is the shit.

Saturday was so unproductive.

Sat around the house and got stoned all day. All day.

I sometimes think I smoke too much, but then again, fuck it.

Sunday was cool. We eventually had Sydny, Kelly, and Matt over. We watched Jacob's Ladder. That movie was FUCKED. I liked it a lot. That reminds me, I need texas chainsaw massacre. Good idea.

Anywho, shit's cool. We got blazed, I got a bit trashed on top of that.

I realized that I am going back to work for 2 and half days, then I get a 3 and half day weekend. Score something hardcore.

I have been listening to some Russian techno recently that I found at ReStore. It is called Moskwa TV - Tekno Talk / Digitalk. It is from 1985 and sounds awesome as fuck.

Also, I have been listening to the Notorious BIG Ready To Die demo album. That shit is crazy. It is more funky and has a more soul feel. I love it. I love rare shit.

Oh, and one other last new thing, I rolled my first blunt last night. Eventually worked out well. Burned slightly unevenly. But it was tasty. Defenitely going to have to bust one of these out at both New Years and my Birthday. Shit is balla.

Damn, my pizza should be done soone.

Damn funky

So Christmas was chill.

Got pics, got stuff, got fun. Then my roommate and josh were dicks and didn't invite me to the movies with them. Fuckers. But James sorta kinda made up for it by doing the dishes and paying the electrics from the last three months. So meh.

Yesterday was blazin'. Small party here, people enjoyed their gifts. I also went to another party, was fun.

My spell check is acting half retarded. Strange.

It is hard to want to type here, blazed.

Wrecked

Like a train.

Kurt is here. I am totally trashed and high. I will probably sleep soon.

Finally met ginger princess. She is cool.

I am done typing.

Dro + Rum = Drum

Grape swisher, needs to be fresher

Thing wouldn't stick. I guess I don't understand licking quite yet. So for the moment I am just using some of the flavored paper to spice up my bowls. Works nicely.

I also made a Lime Soda + Rum slushy. It is delicious.

Josh and Ginger Princess are coming over. We shall drink. Mmmm shots. I am already fucked. This will be fun.

I'm in San An Airport

Got just under an hour to wait. I am going to do a bit of posting and emailing.

Yesterday me, grandma, and my two cousins went to the Alamo. We also went to a thrift store. I got a few records that will be shipped back. I also got a deck of clear cards. And some sweet pictures.

Like I said, yesterday I found out my cousin is a total stoner. He has done pot, LSD, and Shroomz. I don't think he has done much else.

Middle of last night he calls me up (thinking I am another james in his phone). He ended up telling me he was high as hell. Good for him.

We discussed it, and we believe I should come down again so that we can get bomb ass zooted.

I was also curious to find out prices in San Antonio are very similar to in town. 60/8th, 20/g of dank. However, Shwag is like $40/o. I thought that was crazy. That would make it $5/8th. I think if I come down again I want to get an O of swag and smoke non-stop. We'll see.

Almost done

Playing a couple games of magic before bed, then heading home in the morning.

I found out my cousin is a total stoner. I love texas.

Welcome. My house is my house.

Mmmm... Mistranslated wall decoration.

I went to a mexican market today. I got a few trinkets and gifts. The odd thing was that there was a couple dozen stores, and they all roughly had the same set of products. Like, THE EXACT SAME ITEMS. Just priced mildly differently.

They had the colorful wacked out animals. The stone animals. The blankets. The clothes. But they were all the same. Like all of it came from the same supplier. Very strange... I didn't quite get the point. But it was still fun, and I got a bitchin' poster.

Had some good meals. Played some euchre. Saw my aunt, and little cousin that I haven't seen in many years. I saw her when she was about a year old, maybe younger. And now she listens to Lil' Wayne. Man how things have changed.

I am hyped about tomorrow. I get to see my other cousin who I haven't seen in an equal amount of time. He is at least 16 now. Probably only 16. I remembered him being a bit younger than I was.

I am wondering about shaving... I didn't bring anything to shave, and tomorrow I will be decently scruffy. Oh well, fuck it. One more day. Shit is awesome.

I am going to get high as fuck when I get back, but I got to make sure I do it with someone else. Mmmmm tolerance breaks!

San An

I am here. Been chillin.

This place rocks. Back to a stuffy nose, popped some more ben. Hopefully that helps. Am going to sleep soon.

Shit Storm

Well. I found out that getting raped in the ass is not enjoyable. At all.

I got to Chicago at around 12:20pm or so. I still had hope in my eyes that my connecting flight would have been delayed and that I would still make that. Unfortunately that was not the case in the slightest.

Aparently my only, and I mean ONLY option was to take a 6:10pm flight that arrives around 9:25pm. FUCK ME!

I complain and bitch about it, but get the fucking run around. Arg. Now I know what every single holiday traveler goes through. This shit is gay as fuck. I can't stress how frustrating it is to be told that %33 of your trip is being taken away, and you have nothing that you can do about it. No credit back, no food voucher, nothing. Shit is fucking bogus.

I complained to American Airlines, the guy told me I had to complain to American Eagle, as aparently they are both different. He also told me they don't give compensation for wetaher related delays. I went to American Eagle. They told me as well that they absolutely don't give money back for weather related delays. Both of those people informed me that my only option was to email American Airlines and request compensation. There was no phone number, and no one in the building that could grant me compensation. No other sooner flights, nothing. On top of that, they said that even emailing in that I would have a slim chance of getting anything. FUCK ME!

I went back to American Airlines and stood in line for an hour. I was told the same thing, but this time I was laughed at. I asked for a food voucher, as the first American Airlines person mentioned something about it, and I got laughed at again. Fucking rediculas.

So, whatever. I am going to email the company and complain, but I am nearly positive that nothing will come from it. I will also write and say that Robert laughed at me when I told him my flight was delayed. Perhaps I can work the emotional distress angle.

In line I met a chick that was on my flight from town. She was a cripple in an electrict cart. She was also going to San Antonio. She also got ass raped by American Airlines. We shared our woes. Good times. I thought about asking for her phone number, but there isn't really anything that we would do together in town... I mean, I would fuck her if she gave me the chance, but I don't know how cool it would be to have a cripple girlfriend. It would be terribly awkward as my apartment is on a second floor with no elevator.

After that I wondered the airport a tad looking for something to drink/eat. Food and beverages are way expensive. I stopped by at a convience store and picked up some Benadryl. I swung by a McDonalds (as they had the cheapest drinks) and got an ice cream cone (I really needed some form of treat, as I was really depressed'ish) and a large lemonade.

I then walked till I found a power plug for my laptop. The chair is unconfortable, but meh. I finished the cone and popped two of my new pills. Thought about popping a third, but decided to pass.

BTW, I could have got weed through this airport too. Once inside they never check your bags. The only question would have been San Antonio. Meh.

Now I am here. I have no internet (it is all pay to use), so my options are games. Probably play civ 2 or shandalar. Mmmmm been a while for shandalar.

Question is, my laptop last about an hour and a half. My flight is in 2.5 hours. Do I chill not plugged into power, and plug in again when it runs out, or do I chill at this shitty chair? I think I will take my chances on a chair.

Oh, I also stuffed my sweatshirt in my bag... not sure if I can fit my laptop in anymore, or if this shit will fit in overhead. Fuck it. American Airlines can suck my dick (actually, I would accept that as compensation for the delay).

At least I got my music...

Delays due to snow and ice and shit

Well... it is 10:12 and I am still in town. Fuck.

Town is fine, but Chicago isn't ready for people to land yet.

It was supposed to be at the top of the hour, but i haven't heard an update.

The plane is packed.

Oh, and Protip: If you are traveling with a child, everyone hates you. Everyone.

I keep seeing the captain going to the plain. I hope we can take off soon.

My chicago flight might have a delay, so hopefully I can still get on that. Current worst case scenario is a 6:15pm flight out of Chicago which would arrive around 9:25 in San Antonio.

I was really hoping to have this extra half day, but it looks like that won't happen. I guess I just get Saturday/Sunday. Oh well, it should still be cool.

Oh, and I don't know about security at O'hare (like for connecting flights) or the security in San Antonio, but as far as the security here in town, I could have totally brought pot.

WHAT THE FUCK, they are moving our gate... WTF is this shit. Oh well... I can't control this.

Back to the pot. I could have brought it in my backpack, as all non metal items I got to keep on my person. So I could have brought a glass piece, plastic lights, and weed. However, I don't know if there would be increased security in Chicago or increased security returning from San Antonio. Even so, I could crouch it. The other problem is smoking it. I don't know where I would have smoked at my grandparents. Ultimately, it would never be worth the risk.

With this tolerance break, I have discovered first hand that pot is 100% non-addictive. Physically that is. Everything is mentally addictive. But as far as physically, there are zero effects when you stop smoking. I was a daily smoker for a full month, then quit. No adverse effects.

Fascinating. Well. I should probably be ready. It keeps getting later. Peace.

Airport Dungeon

They called us walking corpses
Unholy living dead
They had to delay our flight
Put us in their travel hell

Make sure your bag is checked now
Cant have no food or drink
Delays keep me seated
All the yanks in travel hell

I dont wanna be here in your airport dungeon
I dont wanna be here in your travel hell
Aint no mystery why Im in misery in hell
Heres hoping youre swell

They called us walking corpses
Unholy living dead
They had to lock us up
Put us in their travel hell

I dont wanna be here in your airport dungeon
I dont wanna be here in your travel hell
Aint no mystery why Im in misery in hell
Heres hoping youre swell

Make sure your bag is checked now
Cant have no food or drink
Delays keep me seated
All the yanks in travel hell

I dont wanna be here in your airport dungeon
I dont wanna be here in your travel hell
Aint no mystery why Im in misery in hell

Heres hoping youre swell
Heres hoping youre swell
Heres hoping youre swell
Heres hoping youre swell



(middle verse needs a better third line, but fuck it. I had no sleep and this shit sucks donkey dick)

I did it.

I shave my stache, mustache that is.

I wonder how people will react. I mostly expect a lot of "yo, where'd your mustache go" or random one shot one liners. Most changes like this people quickly accept and move along with their day.

I am feeling slightly less shitty. No sore throat, but I slept really poorly due to the runny nose. I really wish I would have had some benadryl last night. Oh well. Oddly I am not too tired. My breakfast was shitty.

I am thinking of doing some dishes. I think it would be nice if I did all of the dishes prior to leaving for Texas.

I set up a Christmas party for next Friday. My roommate still isn't sure if he can join. I hope he can, but really though, there isn't much better of a time to have a party... But then again I selfishly told him that we can't have it tomorrow cause I would be out of state. But I could justify that to myself by saying that tomorrow is far too much of short notice. Hell, next week is still short notice, but meh.

I am hopefully going to see my friend Tim for the first time in a couple of years. He is pretty cool. One of the few people from my past that I have consistently kept in touch with.

I am also trying to figure out what I will listen to on the trip. I don't know if I should load my player with a pile of drum and bass, a genre I haven't listened to in a while (misfits or ramones I am thinking), or just some extra rap... hmmm... The more I think of it, the more I like the idea of adding a good amount of remones. I wanna be sedated would be great in the airport. Fuck.... I think that is what I will do.

Fuck it's cold.

Bout to sleep

So yeah, I guess my tolerance break started yesterday.

I last smoked monday night (probably shouldn't have, sore throat, FTL). I think I will push this break to either next friday, or this coming Monday. It depends what I am doing... Friday would be nice, as I am most likely not getting high christmas or christmas eve... hmmm...

-=-=-=-=-=-

Well, apparently I didn't publish this last night when I typed it.

Lets see if it publishes now. It is also giving me errors.

Fuck Pure

The game isn't the most entertaining to watch. Mostly motorcycle noises with the occasional crash and my roommate making exaggerated noises at the TV.

I am not sure what to do. I want to just rest and watch TV, but I don't foresee that being an option. Hmmm Claim the TV for a movie at 9? Sleep at midnight? Maybe. Maybe.

Mmmm still feeling shittyish.

Called in sick

Sorta... -3 hours. I went to work, but still felt shitty. 3 hours into it I asked my boss if I could leave ill. He said yes, and that I looked really pale. I did a couple of other small tasks and then took off.

My sore throat is doing better. But I feel tired and shitty overall. Kinda like a mild hang over.

I came home to find the door unlocked and the apartment empty. Pure was on... I think it is the demo. So my roommate clearly left the door unlocked.

It seems like I have been meaning to post something here, but I am not sure. I am going to go back to resting.

The day the music stopped

Early this morning (3 am or so), my Sansa MP3 player stopped.

It just stopped. No music, no display, no feedback of any kind. I plug it into it's cable, and it doesn't charge or turn on. I flip the hold switch, nothing happens. I hold the power button for long periods of time, nothing happens. It is sad.

So now I need to jack and load an mp3 in

WAIT, STOP THE PRESSES.
I got it. I had to hold the power button for a really long time. It is working again. Man that was a close one. :D

Well... I still feel pretty shitty. I am really contemplating calling in sick. I have a sore throat and can barely talk. I also just feel mildly crummy, but I always feel a little crummy. Hmmmm...

So much has happened.

My throat is so sore. :(

Weed + Weather + Illness = really sore throat.

I have been thinking about a tolerance break. It needs to at least be a week, and should take part durring my vacation. I am thinking of starting real soon. Thursday at the latest. The earliest it will end is Monday, but if I can make it to Christmas, that would be excellent. Would be a really good present to myself.

My music just died. How odd. Damned sore throat. I keep wanting to misspell that. I wonder if there is more broccoli.

Things to remember

Question that guy about my albums, damnit.
Move my records to my room to begin sorting.
List the wii on selling venues.
At the Wu-tang concert, just prior to the Wu getting on, the DJ from the first set what chatting to the crowd. I told him he sounded good. I then asked him for the water bottle that was randomly on the stage. He looked at me strange, but got it for me! I was so happy for that water.
Pumpkin Butter is good. Munchies are a beast.
Clean pieces at some point.

Wu-tang clan ain't nothin' to fuck with!

Today rocked. ish

Gordyville -> cool records + grinder + pumpkin butter.
Head shop -> scale + stealth hitter
Store -> foods and garbage bags
Home->SLEEEP (god I was tired. Took two ibuprofen and then slept for like an hour and a half)
Jimmy's House->smoke weed + buy more (180 an 1/2 o, I also recently got another 1/2 o of the 110 regs, two days ago)
Home->get more high, prep hitter for concert
Concert->arrive at 7:20, get to front of crowd, camp spot at stage

The concert was sweet. Lead off with two decent opening acts, and a really long wait for the Wu. But once the Wu got on the crowd went wild! That shit was crazy good. Trying to get zooted at home and probably watch the first dexter...

I'm high as fuck

Today was bomb as well. I started by going to my parents for lunch. They grave me the lost crate of records that had cooler stuff than what I remembered. They also gave me a strobe light. And my christmas camera. I also got a couple of minor things done. I also picked up a copy of the paper that has the Governor transcripts. I also picked up my Genesis and games.

I got home and sat for a few minutes. I then went and picked up NBA jam.

I got home and chilled a bit more. I got a call that went like this.

*adam - work, is calling*
me: yo, what's up?
adam: dude, come to work
me: no wai
adam: dude, no, come to work, it will be good
me: no, why should I?
adam: dude, it will be good I promise, come here.
me: fuck it, I'll be there in five minutes.

Exactly 5 minutes later I walk into the door. I am like "what's going on?" Then everyone in the room was like "jims, you should open your present" and "congrats" and shit. It was weird. I didn't know what to do. I looked at this large bag. They were like "open it jims." I was like "what kind of joke is this?" I opened it and saw a Wii. I was like "no wai, this has to be a box of bricks?" I opened it up, and sure enough it was a Wii.

I was happy. Then they were handing out free drink tickets. I almost had two, but my boss stoped her from giving them to me. I was pissed and complained to everyone I saw.

Me and Adam eventually left to buy records. We got some cool ones.

I went to his house, we listened to records. We went to store, bought food and liqure.

Came back, cooked food and drank liqure.

When food was cooked, we smoked a couple of bowls. It was great. I got so high.

We then ate, and then I quickly left to come to my party.

I hooked shit up, was happy. People started to come. My customer's eventually came and picked up an 8th. I was so happy. They also played a round of NBA Jam.

Then rest of the night was bad drinks and more weed. I love weed. I am zooted right now.

Oh, and my boss apparently believed I was either high or drunk or both.

Today was win, hopefully tomorrow will be more fun!

Quick rundown.

Work yesterday went well.

Troy got the TS position. Most likely.

I had like 6 people wanting to hang last night.

Hung with Isaac and Charlie.

Smoked a bowl. Hit up Brothers. 2x Gin and Tonics. Fro Chick.

Home, Music with Isaac. Sleep.

Today, work should be interesting, may be moving up stairs. After work I get another half o of regs. Hang with Hayse. And other shit.

Also, this weekend will rock.

It's already monday

I want the fuckin' fortune like the wheel.

Shit... I need to start listening to Wu Tang pronto. Their concert is this weekend... BRB

Downloading 8 Chambers, their newest album. This should help.

I think I will do a tolerance break between next wednesday and then whenever I get back from San Antonio. Perhaps that Monday, or perhaps the next wednesday? Or perhaps Chrismast Night I will get blazed out of my mind? My Christmas gift to myself? High as fuck, yes please.

Getting high is so much fun. About to go to work (not high). Hmmm... I just realized I am retarted. The title of this post was supposed to be "It's already wednesday." I think I will leave it as is.

Angela is making me a custom stash box. Should be sweet. Shit... I lost my phone... I forgot to keep looking for it... hmm...

Recapping yesterday

So yesterday was fairly normal.

Work was good. Stuff went well.

After work I picked up samich stuffs. Mmmmmm Samiches

I then hung out with Brey Funk and Steve. It was interesting. We caught up on life. We also discussed drugs. We discussed weed and the difference levels of drugs. We got on the convo of Acid. It is really interesting to see how terrified people are of Acid. It seems that most of their fears relate to bad trips that others have had. Meh, to each their own. I will live my life the way I want to.

After Brey's I came home. George and my roommate came back around midnight 30 or so. They got the Dark Knight and watched that. I watched the first half until I found the download of The Pink Lavalamp. Once I had that I went to my room to get high and listen to it. It was everything I wanted it to be.

Also, I just heard that our govenor was arrested for corruption and requesting bribes and shit. I am so happy. Fuck you Rob Blagojevich.

The Pink Lavalamp

Is it my new favorite album, or is it just the best album I have heard?

This album is going to probably be a tie with NIN - Purest Feeling. Purest Feeling was probably my one favorite whole album. It was one of those things that was better whole then in its parts. I feel that The Pink Lavalamp might be the same way. Although there are several upbeat songs on The Pink Lavalamp that will make it into my normal rotation.

I don't think I have a favorite song on this album yet. My favorite song on Purest Feeling would be whichever one has the line "my moral standing is lying down," which might be Purest Feeling... I really should know more about my favorite album.

I just realized that Purest Feeling would probably sound superexcellent high. Perhaps I will listen to that tonight. I will need something to do after listening to Steve's rambling.

Today should be interesting.

I had a dream I was being jacked by biters

It felt like I was getting attacked by spiders

The last few days were interesting. I'll start with Saturday.

Kelly is coming down from the Acid and still doesn't want to hang out. Nick and Jimmi don't answer. Adam is busy. I get food from the store, and then am like fuck it and just begin to chill out cause no one else is coming over.

I smoke and listen to records.

Then I randomly get a call from Duwat (dwight) and he wants to hang out. I am like, fuck yeah man. He comes over.

Around this time I am also chatting to a couple guys on LUElinks. They met me through Pipe Mania and wanted to score some pot. I did the dumbest and coolest thing ever. I blindly invited them to my apartment and gave them my phone number.

It was really dumb, but I was bored, and it was a leap of faith. I put my trust into LUElinks. They were also looking to pick up as well. I have no problem selling (as it makes my weed cheaper), but I did tell them that I was a n00b and had no scale. Luckily one of them did. It paid off though.

Duwat came over and was like "damn, you been smokin' man?" and I'm like "feels good. 8)"

Soon after the two guys from LUElinks come over. They are cool as hell. They end up buying two 8ths of regs at $30. I should have charged them more, but I was like fuck it, these guys are cool and it makes my quarter $50.

We ended up hanging out, playing some Little Big Planet. Then we toked up. Then we played more Little Big Planet. That game is fun.

I think I did a couple of other things Saturday night, or maybe I just smoked more. Probably the latter.

Yesterday was cool. The first time I toked after waking up/prior to work. I figured I had two hours and my highs have been lasting less than that. Somewhat bad idea. My physical high only last about an hour know, but the mental high with uncontrollable laughter still lasts about 3-4 hours. I got to work and was laughing at everything. I tried to make it far less noticeable, but I am really sure that David knows. ("Hey troy, wanna get high!" in the voice of towlie, out of no where, yeah, I think he knows). I probably won't do that again.

Work was smooth.

Roommate was already home when I got in. He was up to no good, just watching Digimon. Really gay shit. I got bored and decided to smoke with my laptop.

Right at the end of smoking the bowl, Sidney comes into the apartment. I go out to investigate and she had just popped over (apparently she had called my roommate). He had his door shut and music playing. Sidney was like "you been smoking pot?" and I was like, "yeah, feels good. 8)"

We end up not knocking on my roommate's door. We did call his phone and he didn't answer. We assumed that he was either not in his room, or did not want to be disturbed.

Me and Sidney hang out and look for a movie to watch. Slightly prior to this I also invite Isaac over.

We settle on House By The Cemetery. We also invite over Matt. Until Matt gets there we play records. Then we play a few more. (btw, I have a lot of funky soul, I love funky soul, a lot)

We pop in the movie and start watching. Isaac arrives soon after.

In the middle of the movie James comes out of his room and is pissed. We find out he had been sleeping the entire time and had wanted someone to knock once things were happening. I explained to him that we made a lot of noise and had assumed he didn't want part of it. Him and Isaac eventually went out to the store and got food.

They came back and the movie was done. I put on more records. Matt and Sidney left (not together, dur). Asa and Micheal came over.

Me and Isaac slowly drifted to my room and listened to music in there. We just talked a lot. It was kinda awkward sort of. People have been wanting me to keep my door closed due to the pot smoke. So it was awkward going in there with Isaac and closing the door. I wanted to wear a sign that said "No Homo."

Oh well, soon after me and Isaac smoked a bowl. He had said that he wanted to do this the last time he was over, and he didn't seem like a pot smoker, so I smoked him up to show him what it was all about. This is the first n00b that I got the chance to smoke up. I love opening people to new things. He had smoked once or twice before, but not at all recently. He also did know how to use the carb on the spoon. I instructed him. After we smoked, he was torn up. Right when he was done smoking, a Charles Hamilton song came on and he was like "Damn... this sounds good..." and was mesmerized. I could tell he was blazed, which told me my mission was accomplished. Then later he was like "oh my god, the color box... I just realized how good it looks," yeah, he was totally blazed.

We then just chatted for about two hours. I gave him a lot of insights into my recent musical listening and what the drug world was all about. It was cool to just chill and talk. We theorized and philosophized. Mmmm Z's.

Today should be interesting. Jeff texted me back and can get me another half o of regs. Interesting. Work should be average. No Steve. After work I am not sure what I want to do. I was kinda thinking of buying and cooking chicken. I want to try and start a tolerance break too. I want to get so stoned again, and tolerance break seems to be the only way to do this. So I might break till Wednesday and listen to Charles' new album then... but I don't know if I can wait after it comes out... Hmmm... we'll see.

Lateset pickup/sale

Picked up a half o of regs. For 110. I just sold two 8ths of it for 60. I will probably hit that guy up for another half o.

I am listening to eminem's newest leak. It is so good. He sings it all. You can feel the raw. Nice.

Yesterday sucked, but I think I already posted about that.

Today was chill. Hung out a lot. Dwight came by. I met a few people from LUElinks and smoked out with them. It was chill. And my roommate still isn't even here.

Happened to be just like moments passing in front of me

So I hopped in the cab and paid my fair, cause I know my destinations, but I'm just not there.

This album is so good high. Thus I relate it to always being good when others may not see it as good.

I don't know if I mentioned it, but I emailed Charles Hamilton the other day while high, and he totally responded to me right away. It meant so much. I love his music, and I love that he know I love his music. He is so chill and down with his fans. I can't wait for Pink Lava Lamp to drop. It will be dope as fuck.

The auction house was cool. Good deals, crates of records. Fun.

Friends are weird

I thought I had it down.

Nick, Jimmi, and Kelly are all being weird. Nick and Kelly are off to get/do acid. Without me. :(

Jimmi said that he was in a party, but that I wasn't allowed to join. :(

I need more stoner friends.

Oh, and in addition, Kelly told my roommate that she was going to do acid, and he didn't approve at all. And he was disappointed when no one else chimed in. I told him that she wanted to do it to experience something new and too see new and more colors, and then at that point everyone in the room jumped and said my points were ridiculous and knew nothing of the grave grave dangers that is LSD.

Then we continued to chill in the living room. I was feeling a nice nice afterglow from weed. An after glow I hadn't quite had before. I was laughing and saying dumb shit. But then my friends got on my case about it and gave me shit about being high.

I wish my friends were more open to the idea of weed and psychedelics.

Tonight was a bust. I am sitting here high off my new weed and bowl. Fun stuff.

Dude, this nug is dank. I love this music. Colors, so good. Foot rest needed.

I see more colors than you

It is true steve, no one loves you... not even your mom.

*sizzle*

I am working on perfecting my high playlist. It seem that the last few times played it that it landed on "ISA - High" right at key moments. Sometimes I hear songs on my normal playlist that I want to add to the high playlist, but I never rember by the time I get home.

I like my apartment. I do.

We need more liquids.

New Charles Hamilton

I love the Jesus song with Macy Gray. That shit is dope.

This newest mixtape is pretty good and gots me hyped for Pink Lava Lamp.

I'm really tired right now. Work should be interesting. I have invoicing and other things.

Can't you see?

What you do to me?

My music is talking to me right now. It is the current story of my life. Me and pot are having an affair. We go into the next and make out. Everyone knows. I see her every night after work, and on the weekend I take her to friends houses. We are a swinging couple. I will pass her around and I will taste others. That song explained how weed has become my new center or world.

It seems that everything I have done in this last month has added to wanting to do weed. I bought posters and black lights. I got a color box. I buy bongs and lighters and pipes. BTW, I can't wait for that pipe, it will be a lot more stealth than my bong. It is odd that I am currently worried about stealth... Why should I have to hide what I enjoy? Is it so wrong that I enjoy inhaling smoke that makes me feel like everything is better? I don't know. I don't think it is. But peer pressure is a motherfucker. My peers tonight were squares that don't drink/smoke. They gave me the disproving look that strikes into your soul and rips out your ends.

I won an ebay auction for a Notorious BIG single with a good selection of tracks. Kick in the Door and Big Poppa. I think it had instrumentals for both.

I am also looking into getting some key eminem singles as one of my next record purchases. Fuck, I need to cut back on spending, I can only imagine.

The swap

They swapped seats.

Mmmmm Poky. I can't believe they rented the SD Full Screen version of Speed Racer. I am protesting those fagots.

Smoking weed and getting high. Probably eat those eggs too.

Oh yeah, Charles Hamilton texted me. Sorta. I emailed him and he emailed me back soon after via his new blackberry. Charles is going to be a corporate nigger before he knows it.

It was really hot at work today. I totally over dressed. So to correct it I then redid my shirt at home and turned off the heat. Feels good.

My mouth is tasty.