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Mar 23, 2005 08:56

I just typed a lot and it got erased. I hate that. Recap:

I'm a stoner.
I may have to drop my Philosophy class because I didn't write (or even consider) a four page paper that was due Monday.
I'm leaving for Mexico tonight. Road trip to San Diego tonight. Tomorrow night: 24-hour bus ride to Cabo San Lucas with 8 close friends.
Cleaning out phone before I go:
-Meat? Like chicken, beef and corn?
-We're awesome, let's chugg our beers.
-Lombard. Scott.
-Think eye-level.
-Pot in sewing machine.
-I have $15? Beach? Semen? Koolaid man? I know- i've done it once before myself. Tapetillo.
-Josh ray. Leslie Pillotti. Molly wieller. Danica. Luca.
-It's an odd culture in which we like to think that dogs dream about bones and fire hydrants.
-And it dies, and it dies away.
-Idea: drug test the whole family. See who has the most weed in their system.
-Charles eddy lepp.
-Yolanda is a peacock because it represents salvation.
-Cum-sucking vampire. It practically writes itself.
-Bjork. Oh so quiet.
-Ima excurge somewhere.
-My mom gets power thru cleaning. As a tool of guilt and socially-favorable traits i.e. Hard working, perseverence, pride.
-Cut hair for glam.
-Why would you buy cigarettes from a tweaker? (you?)
-Tear-jerkingly slow.
-(of matther) I'm a deciple, for christ's sake.
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Oh, and last night: Crazy crazy. Here's the story, background and all:
Rocky and Brian Scott, ages 21 and 16, were hanging out with Sam Thall, age 15. Sam's family is house-sitting their neighboor's house while they're on vacation. Sam let Rocky and Brian stay there because they didn't have anywhere else to stay. They trashed the house, ate all the food, drank all the booze, found the pot and smoked it all, then stole their car. They drove the car to Pope Valley, popped a tire, rode around on the rim, drove it back to the house in Angwin and stole the OTHER car, a BMW Z3. Then they went to my house to get one of Brian's 30-packs of Budweiser. Then they crashed the Z3 and injured someone who had to be rushed to the hospital. One of my friends drove by the crash site and said that they saw rocky, across the street, not being talked to by the cops. Brian had fled. Around 8, Brian was outside my house. He had no shoes. He went off to find his brother. The cops drove right by him (knowing what he looks like AND knowing that he had no shoes) and didn't get him. Apparently, around 11PM a neighbor of mine saw or heard someone in my backyard. The police found Brian sleeping in my shed. 6 felonies. That boy done fucked up his life.
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Question (for everyone who reads this):
How much does an eigth of weed cost you?
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