Ya'll know about Maryjane, she's my main thing :)
Alright, so...the job hunt continues. Nothing really happening as of yet which fucking sucks. So far my highest hope is shaws, which is pretty fucking sad and lame, but i'll take anything that will let me come and do some shitty crap for 6 hours a day and then pay me at the end of the week. I did however find a new headshop that just opened up on the pike, and, it's, amazing. I went in to apply and the guy said they weren't hiring people, they're still new and all and he's got family working at the moment, but he said in the spring/summer he'd be needing more pople. I talked to him for a while and we bullshitted a bunch about the pieces he has, which are, fucking amazing. Old Glory style amazing. He totally agrees with my whole concept of each peice having it's own personality and finding one that fits you is a great fucking feeling. They may be expensive or whatever, but you aren't paying for a hunk of glass, oh no. You're paying for the love that somebody put into making it, and also the love that you are pretty much gaurenteed to have for it once it becomes yours. Seriously, working in a headshop is my dream job. I'd be so good at it too. I would happily spend as much time as needed with a coustomer to help them find the right piece for them. It would make me feel like i accomplished something and helped somebody out. Making some asshole's coffee and bagel everyday isn't too rewarding, but helping somebody find their perfect piece, that, to me, is pretty god damn important. I plan on going in there like, once a week to make that guy hire me, haha.
While I'm on this subject of marijuana and it's related devices and such, I'd just like to say this, I love weed, I LOVE IT. Sure it's concidered a drug and it's illegal or whatever, but to me, it's a way of life. Think of me what you will, I've got a little space to fill. Me and Maryjane are just...she's amazing, and she makes me the person that I am. She makes me a better person. I'm happier, I'm friendlier, I'm more willing to listen. Sure when I smoke a whole shit load of it like with dave we get totally fucking retarded and laugh our asses off over stupid fucking shit that to a non smoker really isn't all that funny, but, I don't get like that every time I smoke. Mary mellows me out. The non smokers who read this probably just think I'm a big druggie or whatever, but, everyone who does smoke understands where I'm coming from. It really can't be explained to the average non smoker, and even to the once in a while smoker. Anyone else out there who enjoys mary's company on a daily basis knows exactly what I mean and where i'm coming from tho. I couldn't imagine my life without her. I've made many friends through her, and she brings people together. Mellow and chill. She opens people up and makes it easier to get to know them. For a while we could sit and disguss all the vast intricies of life. or however it's spelled, but yeah. I'm puttin it out here that I couldn't ever give up mary, and if that is gonna cause problems then don't bother with me. I won't force anybody to smoke, (maybe ask over and over again until they give in, haha), but never force it, because it does need to be your own choice to burn with mary. I encourage everyone out there to just sit back, relax, and take a toke, so all your cares, go up in smoke. Even if its just for a second, a minute, an hour, a day, whatever. That feeling of just pure total relaxation is amazing.
I love sadie pooh, or, shmoopy as she's seem to have been renamed by daddy, but, she's a fuckin lousy cat. She doesn't catch mice, she fucking gets in the way. She is becoming quite bitchy tho which I do enjoy, but...I dunno, it seems like she's lacking that certain...cattiness. Oscar, now there's a fucking cat. He was just a big fucking asshole. Grumpy old man. He'd catch mice and leave em on the doorstep with a big smile on his face, and he'd meow and walk around it in circles going "look what i brought you!". He'd knock over mom's coffee when he was pissed at her, he'd randomly growl and hiss and take a swipe at you if he was in a bad mood. He was an all around fucking asshole. He always knew when I was feelin down tho, and he'd jump up on my lap and let me pet him, and try to curl up and be a lap cat, even though he was just not gifted like that. He'd sit and pur and rub his big drooly face in mine and it'd always make me feel better. He was the shit. We need to get another cat that has those same qualities. There will never be another oscar, but I feel the need for a male cat around the house. An old grumpy one :)
Anyhow, I have nothing else that needs reporting, nothing that the general public needs to know at least. Well, there ain't no what, thats the end of the road. You're not gonna kill us are you? Killin sounds so permanent. Look Mister we did everything you said, why don't you just let us go. Well, first of all, I didn't say anything...and second, I'm callin the fuckin shots! Consider me Willy fuckin Wonka, and this is my chocolate factory, MY CHOCOLATE FACTORY!!!!
While I'm on this subject of marijuana and it's related devices and such, I'd just like to say this, I love weed, I LOVE IT. Sure it's concidered a drug and it's illegal or whatever, but to me, it's a way of life. Think of me what you will, I've got a little space to fill. Me and Maryjane are just...she's amazing, and she makes me the person that I am. She makes me a better person. I'm happier, I'm friendlier, I'm more willing to listen. Sure when I smoke a whole shit load of it like with dave we get totally fucking retarded and laugh our asses off over stupid fucking shit that to a non smoker really isn't all that funny, but, I don't get like that every time I smoke. Mary mellows me out. The non smokers who read this probably just think I'm a big druggie or whatever, but, everyone who does smoke understands where I'm coming from. It really can't be explained to the average non smoker, and even to the once in a while smoker. Anyone else out there who enjoys mary's company on a daily basis knows exactly what I mean and where i'm coming from tho. I couldn't imagine my life without her. I've made many friends through her, and she brings people together. Mellow and chill. She opens people up and makes it easier to get to know them. For a while we could sit and disguss all the vast intricies of life. or however it's spelled, but yeah. I'm puttin it out here that I couldn't ever give up mary, and if that is gonna cause problems then don't bother with me. I won't force anybody to smoke, (maybe ask over and over again until they give in, haha), but never force it, because it does need to be your own choice to burn with mary. I encourage everyone out there to just sit back, relax, and take a toke, so all your cares, go up in smoke. Even if its just for a second, a minute, an hour, a day, whatever. That feeling of just pure total relaxation is amazing.
I love sadie pooh, or, shmoopy as she's seem to have been renamed by daddy, but, she's a fuckin lousy cat. She doesn't catch mice, she fucking gets in the way. She is becoming quite bitchy tho which I do enjoy, but...I dunno, it seems like she's lacking that certain...cattiness. Oscar, now there's a fucking cat. He was just a big fucking asshole. Grumpy old man. He'd catch mice and leave em on the doorstep with a big smile on his face, and he'd meow and walk around it in circles going "look what i brought you!". He'd knock over mom's coffee when he was pissed at her, he'd randomly growl and hiss and take a swipe at you if he was in a bad mood. He was an all around fucking asshole. He always knew when I was feelin down tho, and he'd jump up on my lap and let me pet him, and try to curl up and be a lap cat, even though he was just not gifted like that. He'd sit and pur and rub his big drooly face in mine and it'd always make me feel better. He was the shit. We need to get another cat that has those same qualities. There will never be another oscar, but I feel the need for a male cat around the house. An old grumpy one :)
Anyhow, I have nothing else that needs reporting, nothing that the general public needs to know at least. Well, there ain't no what, thats the end of the road. You're not gonna kill us are you? Killin sounds so permanent. Look Mister we did everything you said, why don't you just let us go. Well, first of all, I didn't say anything...and second, I'm callin the fuckin shots! Consider me Willy fuckin Wonka, and this is my chocolate factory, MY CHOCOLATE FACTORY!!!!