writers never die
sooo....you know its bad when you can remember very little of the past few days.. since like, saturday night, i have been either completely faded to the max, or drunk off my ass, or both. most of the time it was both.
...my circuitry, twisted by a bitch named greed
now all proceeds are goin to smokin more weed
we went up to knoxville saturday night, just for the hell of it. we had a shit load of alcohol and more than enough pot, between the six of us. i think there was like 60 beers or something, not including the 40z. we left sunday morning, cuz i had to work all day (which sucked ass). we had so much fun up there we decided to go back. we left on monday, but this time we came prepared. i wish i could give more detail, but honestly, i dont remember...i do know however that i forgot how cool camping is. we made hella phat fires and shit, it was sick. and holy fuck, when we werent sleeping or drinking or smoking, we were eating. fucking h-u-g-e steaks, chicken, hamburgers, bacon...mmmmmmmmmmmmmm
so there, thats my update. uhh oh yeah, i took my camera the 2nd time we went, cuz the first time i didnt have it and i noticed heeeeeella nice things to take pictures of.. anyways i took about 2 rolls of film, so when i get them developed at work and then scan them sometime, i'll be sure to post some..
i dont know what i've been thinking...i havent bought a sac off Ants in suuuch a long time. i used to buy off him almost every other day, sometimes twice a day.. that fool would hook me up like no other. well earlier, i literally couldnt get a hold of anyone for pot. for some reason Ants just popped into my head. probably because he hooks it up phatty, and because it is literally always good dank. im talking fucking DANK. earlier, i smoked one, yes one blunt, and hooly shit. i was fuuuuuucked up, off one blunt. not to mention a few rips off the vaporizor(sp).
[note]
start to call Ants for pot
[/note]
::end::
...my circuitry, twisted by a bitch named greed
now all proceeds are goin to smokin more weed
we went up to knoxville saturday night, just for the hell of it. we had a shit load of alcohol and more than enough pot, between the six of us. i think there was like 60 beers or something, not including the 40z. we left sunday morning, cuz i had to work all day (which sucked ass). we had so much fun up there we decided to go back. we left on monday, but this time we came prepared. i wish i could give more detail, but honestly, i dont remember...i do know however that i forgot how cool camping is. we made hella phat fires and shit, it was sick. and holy fuck, when we werent sleeping or drinking or smoking, we were eating. fucking h-u-g-e steaks, chicken, hamburgers, bacon...mmmmmmmmmmmmmm
so there, thats my update. uhh oh yeah, i took my camera the 2nd time we went, cuz the first time i didnt have it and i noticed heeeeeella nice things to take pictures of.. anyways i took about 2 rolls of film, so when i get them developed at work and then scan them sometime, i'll be sure to post some..
i dont know what i've been thinking...i havent bought a sac off Ants in suuuch a long time. i used to buy off him almost every other day, sometimes twice a day.. that fool would hook me up like no other. well earlier, i literally couldnt get a hold of anyone for pot. for some reason Ants just popped into my head. probably because he hooks it up phatty, and because it is literally always good dank. im talking fucking DANK. earlier, i smoked one, yes one blunt, and hooly shit. i was fuuuuuucked up, off one blunt. not to mention a few rips off the vaporizor(sp).
[note]
start to call Ants for pot
[/note]
::end::