November 1986: Forced to leave my home, my friends, my school and all I know in Washington State in order to relocate to California with my mom and dad. This comes after a devastating blow of loosing two friends to suicide a few months earlier. Ultimately, it's an amazing thing for me, but I was blown apart with grief to leave everything that meant ( Read more... )

1. The Ganja-Baked-Good Making Party was lovely. I had only 2 friends make it, Cute Bulk Boy and Cute Kitchen Boy, both 20. We made a yummy batch of brownies, Ganja Honey and the Boys made 5 pounds of butter for themselves. They also left me with a HUGE bag of leaf for all my future Ganja Cooking Dreams. It was a blast to hang out with them and ( Read more... )