Nov 28, 2004 03:34
Yo man I'm fucking high. Beth and I snuck out to the stairwell after I rolled us a nice blunt. They still coming out delapidated but i'm getting better. I'll be rolling like the pros in no time. Anyways, so we are about half way through when my grandmother comes out and is like "what the hell are you guys doing in the hallway." Cuz yo, it is 3:20am and all. So whatever, she can see the puff of smoke but not the spliff so i'm like "i'm smoking a quick stog." She kinda grunts and goes back in. It's fuckin on again. 3/4 of the way thru she comes back out and is like "enough enough get the hell back in the house now." I stomped what was left out cuz then I heard what sounded like walkie talkies in the elevator and i'm thinking uh oh 5-0, you know. I guess it was perfect timing but I could have hallucinated that like that time I thought I saw dad and sharon coming home when Jared, Melissa and I were using his apt for a smokeout. Too bad though because I could have saved the roach and smoked it out of my handpipe. But the way I'm rolling still, it wasn't like firm enough anyways I guess.
Anyways, after all that i'm feeling real chill right now. Beth says she's not really high but she's a beginner and I think she's not inhaling right like me back in the day. I used to think pot was wack but then Andrew awakened me to the knowledge that I was just holding it in my mouth and exhaling. I wasn't breathing it in. I remember the only one I could feel anything on was smoking with Lou. Shoutout to you bro. And it was a nice surprise to come back and see some lovely weed that had falling onto the other side of my keyboard and some real brittle branches. I packed it in the spoon's ball nice and tight and it's ready for wake and bake action.
Yo the munchies are kicking in mad early....peace kid