Go green

Is unofficial supposed to be a weed holiday or a drinking holiday? I mean, the main shirt color is green...

I know I'll have a bag of green with me on unofficial.

Monday, chill. I watched the funniest movie ever. Ever. Sex Drive. Then we watched Zach and Mirri. Shitty compared, but still good. Sex drive was funny, every minute of it. So funny. Stayed up late though.

Next morning (Tuesday)I woke up, and checked my alarm clock. It read 11:30. I got up. Showered. Smoked. (each taking about 15 minutes.) Then I started cooking mexican rice. About 5 or 7 minutes into cooking the rice, I check my phone for the time. I assume I will read something like 12:15, or maybe 12:30 at latest, if I really wasn't paying attention. My phone says it is 1:22pm!!!!! OMG. I run to my bedroom, check the alarm, and it says something like 12:10 or some shit. Ugh. I turn off the stove and run to work, still half baked.

My co-workers totally notice that I'm not quite right. I apologize profusely. I tell them about being late. At the end of my day, my boss was like "dude, you have been acting really strange today, what's up?" and I was like *fuuuuuck* and just said I must be sick or some shit.

I felt much better the next day. Wednesday night we watched the unrated Sex Drive. It was ok.

Today was meh. After work, went to Dee's. Played a game. Stopped at home, went to Jeremy's and chilled. Listened to good music. Eventually came back home.

Oh yeah, also tonight I got the water bill. It was going to be turned off tomorrow. Paid <$120 for the entire time.

Coffee and Drones

This weekend was based on coffee and drones.

Wednesday was ok. Still no hope of raises. They haven't announced the second test yet. But it will be due by June 1st I think. They can't figure out what they want it to be, because they want it to be relevant to the job. Guess what, there isn't a certification that covers our job. Let us do our job. Fuck.

Thursday was ok. I hung out with some co-workers after work and had a few beers. We discussed how my company is ramming their dick in my department's ass. Hardcore style. It was fun. Didn't do much else, chilled quite a bit.


Friday was really busy. Hung out with Mom's, bought some shit. I wanted to get Killzone 2, and I was like "hey, lets support the smaller company, Game Crazy." So we go there, and I'm like "hey, new game, came out today, got copies?" And they are like "lol, no, new store policy is not to carry brand new games. Only pre-orders." And I am like "WTF, that's bullshit, I'm going to Best Buy." and I did. But fuck me, why would stores not carry new games? Especially block buster titles like Killzone 2? Seriously, that shit is fucked up. If I remember, I am going to call Game Crazy corporate offices and complain.

After getting done, Kelly calls and wants more weed. We bought another 'o' from Jeremy (I gave her 10.2g for 60 and the 'o' cost 150 again). Reel helped out. Jeremy's mom's brother was there, and Reel felt sorta sketchy around him. Reel didn't realize that it was completely obvious what we were there for. Me and Kelly laughed to our selves. This bag was still the same good stuff, but measured out at 23.4g.

I told Jeremy what had been happening with the bags. I told him I wasn't mad or anything, I just wanted him to know. He said that they shouldn't be short and that he was sad that they were. I told him again that it wasn't a huge deal to me, as it was still quality stuff, but that I wanted him to know in case he had been suspecting something different. When I told him that the last bag was also short, he said that he would find a new connect, but again I assured him that I was still satisfied with the bag, it was just short. He didn't message back after that, but whatever choice he makes I am fine with. I still feel that this stuff is worth the $150 for the bag, but it seems like the guy selling these is trying to see how much he can skimp and get away with.

I also told Kelly that I would like to not do these runs this frequently (this is the third one in ten days, maybe seven). She agreed and said that she would tell people that she couldn't get more of this. I just feel bad for constantly taking not only Jeremy's time, but also Reel's time, for something for someone else. Especially if I am not profiting. In addition, I don't want to run out the supply either from the dealer they are getting it from or just burning them out from wanting to do this for us. It's all chill.

After that shit was done, I sold some weed to the neighbor. Dave bought 7g for 100.

That night I went and saw some more local music, this time at a coffee shop near campus (The Red Herring). The place was chill as hell, and made me want to live the rest of my life at a coffee house.

After the show I hung out with some new friends that I had met at Angel's party. Their names were Ashly, Alex, David/Dave, for the life of me I can't remember the last two... a chick and a dude. The dude was a programmer and pretty chill. Actually, everyone was really really chill. They were all very friendly, and we had shots and shots and some coffee.

After hanging out with them for a bit, I went home around 4:10 or so. Got some McDee's breakfast (as recommended by Kelly) smoked, watched the intro to half baked. I then played some Killzone 2 until the sun began to shine. It was fun.

I woke up round noon or so. Got some shit done, bought a new scale ($30). Chilled a bit. Eventually came back home and found there would be a bit of an early get together at Jimmy's. I picked up Kelly after rolling like 14 joints. Got some taco's, headed to Jimmy's. Chilled there for a bit.

Joe told me I need to drop off money at his apartment for more weed from Carmilo(sp?who cares). This was going to be better, but at 350 an o.


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I stopped typing a while ago when we started watching movies tonight. I am drunk and buzzed at this moment. Make a Porno by the Clerks guy is OK, but Sex Drive is sooooo much better. Fuck, I am good right now, but maybe I should smoke more?

Last Three Days

Are a general blur. Mostly smoked and played Uncharted Waters: New Horizons. Fun game, and I got Joe Addicted.

Work is interesting. The cert stuff is sucking balls, no sign of raises, and one-on-one meetings to come soon.

This weekend will be interesting. There is a show with the Ruckus. I'll probably go record shopping after work. Probably play magic. Hmmm...

I'm really tired... Sucks. Oh well. Red bull!

24 is the new 28

Fun fact of the day: In the hood O's come in 24g but cost 150.

So Kelly hits me up and wants another half of the mids. I am like, sure whatever, but I will need to pick up again. I also tell her it is a tad more. I get 90 for the half. And there was almost none left. (still not sure how I smoked that much, damn) Kelly agrees to ride with me.

Oh, and Jeremy is cool as hell. We get there, and he has a blunt ready to go. Again, we just had to hand him the money, and his man went out and got it. There was a long as wait before he finally left. But, the first guy he was getting it from had a bag that seemed short on sight, so the guy passed on it. So bummer, no weed.

But wait, on his way back he found another dude with a bag. He grabbed that and brought it back. Seemed like another fine O of mids. So, this builds my trust with these guys a lot. They know enough to watch for short bags, they have multiple contacts, and they do all the footwork. It just seems too good to be true. But hey, I will take what I can get.

Joe came over and smoked with me. Cool stuff. Drinking some of that orange drink. Still nasty as fuck. Eww.

Oh, also, again, this O was exactly 24g. Again, O's in the hood apparently are only 24g, contain random amounts of seeds-per-nug, but only cost $150/o. I'll take what I can get.

My new mp3 player

So it took me 50 bucks, and 2.5 hours of my time, but I finally got it. I picked up a 30gb zune off of a guy on craigslist (and apparently he got it from boting club live).

The downside I found out is that the zune does not work with Linux or Win2k. At all. No way. Gay. So I had to reconfigure my XP machine. The zune software wanted everything to be up to date, so I did. That took for fucking ever. Then I transferred 20gb of music.

In the last three days I have rediscovered a lot of cool music I had forgotten about. Once I get the hang of transfering stuff, I'll be good. Probably transfer at work off a usb stick.

On a side note, I have rediscovered the rapper Benifit. I love his shit, but last I looked he hadn't ever made anything since, and seemed like he was focusing his life on creating a career. Probably not the best rapper, but I still love some of his music.

Yesterday was mostly dedicated to setting up this music stuff. I also played a few games down at Dee's. Eventually yesterday evening James calls me and asked about parties that night, I tell him of two I know (one big, one chill). He says he would like to join after work. Cool whatever.

Then, it turns into that we have to wait for George. Then George doesn't come till like 11:45. I pissed I had to wait so long. And then to top it all off, George started questioning the parties quality. I told him to fuck off. Cause honestly, if he was hesitant, he shouldn't have held us up. I was pissed that I waited that long for someone to say "nah, it's not what I'm in too."

So James and George follow me to the party. The place was packed and uncomfortable. George and James immediately went home, I went to my co-worker's party.

My co-workers party was chill, but I didn't do much. Eventually I smoked, and met two possible new friends/contacts/customers. I love parties for that reason. Also, I have loved "omg, that isn't a cig, it is weed!" always love it.

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.

It's alright, do what you wanta

Clean slate. 320/o. 20/g joe. 50/8 joe.

I think I am going to reformat my linux machine. Maybe. Yesterday was chill.d