How thick is blood?
This sux its like 3 in the morning and I cannot sleep at all. Rachel is sound asleep and looks so beautiful, God I love her so much. I'm taking bong hits wishing I could crawl into bed with her and just curl up in her arms and sleep. but i dont want my crying to wake her.
Today was fine until Rachel went to work.
I dropped her off, came home and fell asleep, then I wake up at like 630, throw in a load of laundry get online start smoking a bone and my brother comes in and tells me the cops are here and he has a warrant. and that I gotta go tell them hes not here.
SO I spray real quick hide my ashtray and go upstairs, try not to let them in but they have a warrant. He managed to get out, mainly because I sat there and stalled telling them he aint here and playing dumb. They search the house including our room where I had just smoked, thank god they just came in quick checked for him, and left me alone.
(After I picked Rachel up from work we had dinner and I realized then that one of my bongs was sitting right there on our side table right where the cop could have and should have seen it)
He's an asshole, he's disrespectful, mean and he steals from us, but he's my brother. I dont know what to do, I mean regardless of what goes on he's still my family. I dont want to see anything bad happen to him, but I dont exactly want him coming back to my Mom's house causing problems, giving the cops reasons to come back, and most important of all stressing out my Mom.
Funniest part of the day:
The cop tried to kick down my brothers bedroom door and he fell back flat on his ass.
Scariest part of the day:
When the cops came here.
Best part of the day:
Seeing Rachel when she got out of work
Today was fine until Rachel went to work.
I dropped her off, came home and fell asleep, then I wake up at like 630, throw in a load of laundry get online start smoking a bone and my brother comes in and tells me the cops are here and he has a warrant. and that I gotta go tell them hes not here.
SO I spray real quick hide my ashtray and go upstairs, try not to let them in but they have a warrant. He managed to get out, mainly because I sat there and stalled telling them he aint here and playing dumb. They search the house including our room where I had just smoked, thank god they just came in quick checked for him, and left me alone.
(After I picked Rachel up from work we had dinner and I realized then that one of my bongs was sitting right there on our side table right where the cop could have and should have seen it)
He's an asshole, he's disrespectful, mean and he steals from us, but he's my brother. I dont know what to do, I mean regardless of what goes on he's still my family. I dont want to see anything bad happen to him, but I dont exactly want him coming back to my Mom's house causing problems, giving the cops reasons to come back, and most important of all stressing out my Mom.
Funniest part of the day:
The cop tried to kick down my brothers bedroom door and he fell back flat on his ass.
Scariest part of the day:
When the cops came here.
Best part of the day:
Seeing Rachel when she got out of work