Jul 10, 2008 11:15
Soo.. today is thursday. I got to Michigan Tuesday evening. Drew and I did Sobes at like 2am? on Tues and I haven't smoked since. I brought an eighth w/ me and haven't touched it. I think I'm doing okay. I haven't really been able to eat much, but I'm trying. I definately want to smoke, and sometimes I feel like I'm wound up like a slinky... but I'm doing it. I'm making it. My biggest worry is that I don't want the Dawsons thinking I'm anorexic or something. I just get so full so quickly w/out my reefer. Wow, I miss the reef like I miss a friend. I'm like Kumar from ...White Castle, reminiscing about my big bag of weed. Remembering the good times we've had together. The herby goodness of its fragrance... damn son... I know this seems a bit extreme, a post dedicated to weed, but I haven't not smoked for two days since Michigan last year. To be honest, I've smoked every single day since Michigan last year. I really don't think I've missed a day. I think that might be pathetic...eh? Well, I actually don't think that, but I figure everyone else does. I freaking love smoking reef. I admit that in the past I have used it as a crutch. Dark times smoked away, out of my brain... But now its different. I'm more laid back, more focused. I want to go to pastry school and open my bakery. I just want to be chill and smoke a dube while I'm at it.
Did you know that in Amsterdam they made it illegal to smoke cigarettes inside, but you can still smoke weed inside? Come on people, what is that telling you? Please come visit my bakery once I open it in Amsterdam...
This may not seem believable, but I feel like I can't focus as well when I'm not stoned. I took a break from writing and couldn't get a flow again... I'll be back...