RIP, Fat Sack
Went to Ellsworth last night with Bob. We asked Bowie if he wanted to get an eighth, and he said yes, but only if we smoked the whole thing. "No problem!" So Bob calls up his dealer who only has 2.5 grams, but says he'll slang it for $30. A very nice deal. We get there, and he doesn't have change for a 20, so he pinches a bit, and we end up making off with 2 grams for $20. Fuck yeah! We get back to Ells, help Stuart with some shit, and then smoke and play Street Fighter and watch Napoleon Dynamite, which was pretty funny. A great night. Heading back to Ellsworth for 4/20. Nice…
Gonna go see Mr. Gorman's stand up act tonight at 8.
Gonna go see Mr. Gorman's stand up act tonight at 8.