Stuff and things

Whatever, not all titles can rock.

Wednesday, chill.

Thursday, AWKWARD. Sara wants to come over after work, I say I rather go play magic, she says she'll watch. Fuck it. We finally head out the door around 8:15. We pick up Chris and head to Dee's. We play a game or two and then head back home. At home Chris wants to dip back to his place. I take him back. The problem being, this entire night Sara was on the phone having a very obnoxious conversation. Her laughing was very annoying and loud. She also laughed at inappropriate times. Arg, I couldn't stand her. I told her to leave when I took Chris home.

The rest of that night I spent working on my linux machine and transferring files.

Sub-plot A:
Thursday also marked the day my MP3 player died. I found that it no longer noticed/accepted that the power cord was plugged in, thus it no longer charged. I tried many times and was ultimately unsuccessful. This is when I knew I had to find a replacement.

My breaks at work that day were dedicated to searching craigslist for ipod postings. I found a few hopeful ipod and zune postings. I sent inquiries and waited for replies. Most came back as either being damaged in some terrible way, or the price being way too high. I did however find a $60 30gb zune. That should do the trick. I currently working on setting up a time. He is not the best at making contact. I will call him again tomorrow.

Today I also spent a decent amount of time looking for sources of used mp3 players. I was unsuccessful in this as well. I also found that a new ipod 120gb is 225. I will buy this tomorrow if nothing else pans out.

Sub-plot B:
The drug story. Thursday I sold 17.5g of shrooms for 125 to Kelly. I also began the search for cheap o's. Kelly hit me up today for a dub bag of cheap weed. I told her about my situation (robbed and shit). I then called KO and Jeremy. KO didn't answer, and the second call someone else answered. I told them to take a note, but never heard back.

Jeremy however came through with an o for 150. Sweet. I asked Kelly to come along for the ride (as part of the weed was for her). She agreed. I arranged it so I could do the deal at Jeremy's place, as I am untrusting of any of his friends. Kelly is the same.

We finally get to his place. He says I need to give this guy the money and he will run and get it. I am like "hold up, I have to see it first." Jeremy assures me that it is totally legit and that it is good quality. Jeremy assures me that I can at least trust him on it. I take his word for it. It takes a while, and Jeremy ends up riding with his friend.

They come back with the weed and it instantly looks like flame for the price. It was packaged in qo bags. I thanked Jeremy and we headed off. Kelly bought 3.5g for 20. Gave them to her moms actually.

Later in the night I then weighed out the contents of all the bags. It came to roughly 6g/bag. So not 7g. I was shorted 4g, but it is fine, as this stuff is still great quality. For 150/o, that comes to 6.25/g. Pretty good, but I oversold to kelly. So now my price is 6.33/g . Still a fine price(comparatively I pay 11.25/g for the stuff I sell for 50/8). I feel much better smoking ~6.50/g weed rather than my well selling weed. It is like I am getting a 7.6+g bag for 50. That is tight. Now that I think about it, I don't know why I just did half the math I did.

On a side note, it seems that the easiest way to find cheap weed is through black people. At the same time, it seems this is the only kind of weed the deal in. This is both good and bad. It is nice that they always seem to be able to find you an O for 150 or less. However, this O will very in quality by quite a bit, AND it is always shady trying to have to deal with them (no racist). Honestly, every time I try to deal with them it feels like the situation is overly shady and that it could go poorly any second. For this reason I try and keep these purchases to a minimum and in addition, I try and not sell this weed as I would rather smoke it.

On the same subject, this is half the reason that I got pissed off when my weed was stolen. I was completely out of actual bud to sell, so all I had on me was my smoking weed. I also had a good amount, definitely more than a half, and likely around 21g or so. So this was weed that I could have smoked for a while. Instead, not only do I have to buy more of it and I am out the money, but I also have to go through the shady process of the actual purchase. Balls. Oh well, I had Kelly with me, and like I said, this shit is fire for the price.

Sub-plot C:
The George Story. So, we had this idea floating around for a while now of getting shirts with our friend George's face on them. It was really cool. Well we made the image, and got a quote for the shirt, but never actually made them.

This weekend my roommate put his foot down and said, "Let's make these t-shirts this week." And I said sure.

So today me and him go down and actually submit the final design. We end up ordering 33 shirts. We should have a few spares. George gets 2 free ones, James is getting 3 for himself, and I am getting 3 for myself. Each George, James, and Me are all getting a special red one (to be included in our previously amounts). It will be pimp.

They should be done this coming Friday, and we plan to host a party to honor them, in the next 2-3 weeks. We will have to slyly invite a bunch of people without George noticing or finding out. It will be cool.

Tonight, to top it off, George was in James' room with James, and George happened upon the sheet of names and shirt sizes that James had written down to calculate our order. George asked what it was and James refused to tell him. This pissed George off and he stormed out. James was both pleased that he kept the secret, and sad that he had to offend George. But it will work out.

I think that is nearly it for tonight. Big update, I will try and keep them more frequent and shorter.