Oh, the poptarts!
So Dani came home uh...two nights ago. I had some welcome home gifts waiting, she opened them, and then we went off on our journey to...somewhere? The events now mentioned may not be EXACTLY the same, but are portrayed by someone who was actually there(me):
We got ready and began to walk over to Dani's sister's....mother's house. We got here and broke out present number one: a light bag of marijuana. We smoked until our little lungs were satisfied. Then, we went for a walk(mind you, we didn't get over to her house until about two). We went up to...our friends house, but no one was home. Boo, that's sad. So we stood there for about ten minutes, trying to keep it safe, you know. And began the walk back. When we walked back we proceeded to finish the tokage that was begun earlier. We smoked 'til we couldn't stay awake anymore.
Ahh, morning. Tuesday. "What to do?", I thought. "Well, what's the only thing you really could do on a Tuesday morning?" So I went to the desk and filled the bowel. Dani and I had a pretty good morning. We were stoned. We started talking about how we use to hang out with this one kid. Funny kid. "Who?", you may ask. Jon Teater. So what happens next? OUT OF NO WHERE! Jon Teater messages us on the computer. Crazy, I know. So we made plans. We were suppose to hang out with Greg later, but he never called so we didn't want to sit around all day. The night...a blur. Dani might have kissed somebody, I may have pissed someone off intentionally, but it wasn't a bad night. We smoked with new people too! A friend Teater brought, Sarah, and...some fifteen year old kid that looked like...seventeen. That was crazy... We came home, ate ravioli's and smoked. You know we had to finish the day off right.
Sleep.
Woke up this morning, afternoon, rather, and went to the desk. I'm willing I've done a lot of instigating this weekend, but life is rough. Dani did her fair share as well, I'm sure. We don't keep track, but we're always happy that someone did it. An instigator is always a fun person to have around.
It's about two hours later and you couldn't imagine what we've done! A very productive day, if I may say so myself. Smokin'. That's why this has been the hardest things for me to do in a while. I'm getting better at it though. Typing, of course. Plus I keep getting interruptions. Not that I mind those, though.
I'm out. Peace.