420
the 20th was fun, but i dont remember just how fun. All I can remember is smoking my brains out and then not feeling it at all. Its very possible that i smoked myself sober, but the next morning said otherwise. Me and Andrew went to Aardvark on wednesday but by the time we got there, it was already 4:00 and so we christned andrew stone's sherlock bowl and bought a 16" tube with it on 4/20 at 4:20pm. beautiful. However, life goes on and now only two days down the road with absolutely nothing to do and im probably going to end up calling my dad and pissing away another weekend with him. I have been looking for a job but life sucks and so does everyone that i tried asking for a job. no job means no money. no money means that there is nothing to do. i hate having nothing to do. First step: Misery, Second step: Summer.