smokin' liars
So last night Lauren and I are in my room, with Sex and the City playing on my computer's DVD player and she had finished smoking out the window and so I was out the window finishing off the j. And then suddenly the door opens and my mom is there and pops her head in, says "Lauren.. aren't you going to say good night to me?" and then walks away.
So we freak out, Lauren leaves, and the conversation in my mom's room goes something like this:
(all the while I am in my room, very high and freaking out that we are in so much shit)
"what's that smell?"
"what smell... I dont know what youre talking about."
"smells like smoke... doesnt it?"
"uh, no... maybe its the CD rom churning a lot to play the DVD..."
"you smell like smoke too! were you guys smoking in there!?"
"yeah, I dont know what youre talking about.. I was at wonderland all day, maybe it was that."
"are you sure.. were people smoking in the car?"
"noooo, of course not.."
And so then nothing happened. Maybe my mom wanted to join in and felt left out, I don't know!! Ha ha ha. Either way we need to be more careful now.
Last time, Lauren blamed the weed smell on my dad, and then asked my mom if "she was smoking crack" because she was crazy to think there was a smell in the house. I think if I was ever asked, I would freak out and tell the truth. Good thing I have Lauren to do my work for me.
Now I am at work, and I should actually do some work. I'm getting a strange addiction to Slate and of course, the Tuesday Toronto Star I.D. Section.. so that's what I'll be reading today, amung the usual other blogs and news sites.
So we freak out, Lauren leaves, and the conversation in my mom's room goes something like this:
(all the while I am in my room, very high and freaking out that we are in so much shit)
"what's that smell?"
"what smell... I dont know what youre talking about."
"smells like smoke... doesnt it?"
"uh, no... maybe its the CD rom churning a lot to play the DVD..."
"you smell like smoke too! were you guys smoking in there!?"
"yeah, I dont know what youre talking about.. I was at wonderland all day, maybe it was that."
"are you sure.. were people smoking in the car?"
"noooo, of course not.."
And so then nothing happened. Maybe my mom wanted to join in and felt left out, I don't know!! Ha ha ha. Either way we need to be more careful now.
Last time, Lauren blamed the weed smell on my dad, and then asked my mom if "she was smoking crack" because she was crazy to think there was a smell in the house. I think if I was ever asked, I would freak out and tell the truth. Good thing I have Lauren to do my work for me.
Now I am at work, and I should actually do some work. I'm getting a strange addiction to Slate and of course, the Tuesday Toronto Star I.D. Section.. so that's what I'll be reading today, amung the usual other blogs and news sites.