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So me and Scott were hitting the gravity bong last night, which reminded me of an old friend I haven't seen in quite some time. I asked Scott what happened to the guy, and he tells me this story:
Neil was living with his girlfriend at the time, and the first of the month rolled around. His girlfriend gives him a money order for the rent, and tells him to take it down to their landlord. So he takes the money, gets in his car, drives downtown, joins the circus, and leaves town with them the next day. Fucking crazy bastard.
Saturday I went out with Sheperd and his girl Marissa to see Sleepy Time Gorilla Museum. They put on an awesome show, as usual. They didn't bring their interpretive dancer like last time, which was a slight disappointment, but it was still a good show. Marissa kept feeding me crown n' cokes all night, so by the time we got out of there I was pretty smashed. We went back to my house and smoked a huge spliff which pretty much put an end to my evening. Ended up missing the 6 kegger, but oh well.
I had made a trip out to G.O.T.A. earlier in the day and stocked up on kava, ginseng, st. john's wort, morning glory, and a few other herbs. While I was there I came across a few plants that I've been meaning to check out, one of which was Mexican Dream Weed. I'm sitting around my house at 3 in the morning, fucking ripped with nothing to do, and I look over and see this plant. So I say to myself, "Fuck it." I clip a few leaves, dry em out in the oven for a bit, and roll up a joint of the stuff. I have never had such INSANE dreams in my entire life. I don't really care to comment on the content of the dreams on here, but the lucidity of the dreams was just fucking incredible.
I need to keg my homebrew tonight so it will be ready for friday. Talked my way into getting Saturday off. It's been close to a year since I've not had to go to work on a Saturday, and the day off will DEFINITELY be needed.
Gotta find something to do today/weed to smoke somewhere. I'll give Sheperd a call and see if he wants to worship the Devil, smoke some weed, and thrash out some heavy metal.
Neil was living with his girlfriend at the time, and the first of the month rolled around. His girlfriend gives him a money order for the rent, and tells him to take it down to their landlord. So he takes the money, gets in his car, drives downtown, joins the circus, and leaves town with them the next day. Fucking crazy bastard.
Saturday I went out with Sheperd and his girl Marissa to see Sleepy Time Gorilla Museum. They put on an awesome show, as usual. They didn't bring their interpretive dancer like last time, which was a slight disappointment, but it was still a good show. Marissa kept feeding me crown n' cokes all night, so by the time we got out of there I was pretty smashed. We went back to my house and smoked a huge spliff which pretty much put an end to my evening. Ended up missing the 6 kegger, but oh well.
I had made a trip out to G.O.T.A. earlier in the day and stocked up on kava, ginseng, st. john's wort, morning glory, and a few other herbs. While I was there I came across a few plants that I've been meaning to check out, one of which was Mexican Dream Weed. I'm sitting around my house at 3 in the morning, fucking ripped with nothing to do, and I look over and see this plant. So I say to myself, "Fuck it." I clip a few leaves, dry em out in the oven for a bit, and roll up a joint of the stuff. I have never had such INSANE dreams in my entire life. I don't really care to comment on the content of the dreams on here, but the lucidity of the dreams was just fucking incredible.
I need to keg my homebrew tonight so it will be ready for friday. Talked my way into getting Saturday off. It's been close to a year since I've not had to go to work on a Saturday, and the day off will DEFINITELY be needed.
Gotta find something to do today/weed to smoke somewhere. I'll give Sheperd a call and see if he wants to worship the Devil, smoke some weed, and thrash out some heavy metal.