i'm a midnight toker
Heh-heyyy, my livejournal is still here. Good god. I don't even want to look at the old entries. Talk about a blast from the past. I guess that's what this thing is good for.. to track personal progress..or decline........
Nothing to write because I have no idea who's reading this. You want an update? Become my friend again. Because chances are, youre not.
I mean hey, if you are, where the fuck were you last night, Huh? Where were you when things sort of spontaneously combusted all at once? I tell you, Spontaneous Combustion of the State of Things happens at least once a week for me, but last night was almost comical.. If it weren't so serious.
So who am I writing to? Who the fuck is out there, in that cyber world, still reading this? In fact, who really uses LiveJournal anymore? Didn't you guys know MySpace is totally the new LiveJournal?
Sort of makes me realize how dissociated from Virginia I am. or at least from the Virginia I used to know. And there have been many. Dissasociation. Now that's an interesting word. It's a very interesting definition. It was definatly the Word Of The Day yesterday.
But you wouldn't know.
The only reason I'm still typing is because I have a huge ass Biology test tomorrow. I mean HUGE. But instead I'm just waiting to get picked up to go on a few midnight blunt rides. "Stone my face," as Chris would say. Sure beats studying.
And LiveJournal.
Nothing to write because I have no idea who's reading this. You want an update? Become my friend again. Because chances are, youre not.
I mean hey, if you are, where the fuck were you last night, Huh? Where were you when things sort of spontaneously combusted all at once? I tell you, Spontaneous Combustion of the State of Things happens at least once a week for me, but last night was almost comical.. If it weren't so serious.
So who am I writing to? Who the fuck is out there, in that cyber world, still reading this? In fact, who really uses LiveJournal anymore? Didn't you guys know MySpace is totally the new LiveJournal?
Sort of makes me realize how dissociated from Virginia I am. or at least from the Virginia I used to know. And there have been many. Dissasociation. Now that's an interesting word. It's a very interesting definition. It was definatly the Word Of The Day yesterday.
But you wouldn't know.
The only reason I'm still typing is because I have a huge ass Biology test tomorrow. I mean HUGE. But instead I'm just waiting to get picked up to go on a few midnight blunt rides. "Stone my face," as Chris would say. Sure beats studying.
And LiveJournal.