Dec 15, 2004 14:04
Weirdest. Dream. Ever. First, I get a phone call saying that one of my friends got HIV from butt-fucking a certain gay individual that I knew in high school. I rushed home from Rowan to make sure that my friend was okay, only to find out that my parents were about to get a divorce. It was their anniversary, and the only thing that my mom wanted as an anniversary gift was to smoke pot with my dad.
My dad, of course, had no connects so I swooped in to save the day. I travelled far and wide throughout Marlton, only to discover that I, of all people, could not find any marijuana to save my parents' marriage. Along the way, though, I encountered just about every person that I've ever known in high school. They were all happy to see me, but none of them had any tree.
My parents' marriage must have crumbled, but I really don't remember what happened next. Keep in mind, however, that I've never even seen either of my parents drunk, nevermind stoned. I've wished many, many times that they would get high... they need it...
I suppose this is what happens when you go to sleep really high...