Lets Dress Like Ghosts And Throw Cups Of Day Old Spent Semen In His Face
Woke up at 6, made breakfast, watched Imus. Decided around 8 while clipping my toenails I probably didn't want to go to school today, and probably shouldn't, so I didn't. No negativity though...
I put the nail clipper down and it was 10. Nice 2 hour nap... I could have still went to class but I had a takehome test to do and still had/have absences left, so my options were weighed, and class wasn' t worth missing the beautiful weather. So I opened all the windows in my house, took a quick shower, had a joint, put some shorts on and cleaned out all the planting beds of winter material and leaf matter, read a bit on parallel universes, and then cooked a late lunch of garlic, squid, carrots, celery, broccoli, & onion with cumin, tumeric, red pepper, pepper and peanut butter. Kept it warm to share with my sister & mother when they came home. Everything is budding and I can't wait for leaves to appear, the necessary tension.
Talked to Don briefly, went to Josh's to make plans for the evening and saw Soup retrieving his amp. Back to my house to record an ill-fated but hysterical session in my room. We were going to go to Watchung for the evening with Gus, but that was post-poned due to Don feeling slightly under the weather. It was decided the 3 of us would go to Fairview and just hang out a bit, with Ian being at his mother's eating tacos.
We arrived at Fairview, parked in the usual spot, walked around a bit, found a serene area too talk and giggle. The Hunting Master was with us in spirit an imbued Josh and Don with a slight bit of elk blood. Things then began to get wild. Soon after a car was patrolling the area and a dog was barking insanely and very close. The Hunting Master was lost in the bushes, and we ran like mofos. We got out of the cemetery and walked casually along the road. Everything was looking cool until we saw someone with a dog step out of the shrubbery bordering the cemetery along the road. We hid in someone's front yard until they passed.
We sped off in the car, but instead of leaving completely we were too curious and in more need of the Hunting Master's guidance, so we went back to see if his spirit could be salvaged. Upon deciding to give up, as we were going down the SPEED HUMPs, Josh hit one of them at maybe 35mph, and a cop was ocming in the other direction. We could see him turning around in the rear-view, so we were fucked. But Josh floored it and we zig-zagged through loads of sidestreets in Westfield with me screaming directions in the passenger seat. Josh's car was ditched in Westfield library with a camera-full of extremely incriminating photos. We ran, and then librally walked about. Ian was available to pick us up at Garwood Shoprite and thankfully did so.
Eventually finding Josh's car, as we drove by to scope out the area, a cop car's lights went on and we all freaked out. Coincidently someone else was being pulled over right next to Josh's car. So we waited, and another police car came down the block we were waiting at and turned around. A very surreal stream of events. Don and I walked over to Josh' car to be someone less suspicious, and he vomitted in the process. First time I didn't catch his vomit on film. Everything was retrieved. A long break is being taken from the cemetery....
Don, thinking back to this quote warms my heart:
"She must've forgotten how fucked up we really are."
Ruling. Exhuastion. Goodnight.
I put the nail clipper down and it was 10. Nice 2 hour nap... I could have still went to class but I had a takehome test to do and still had/have absences left, so my options were weighed, and class wasn' t worth missing the beautiful weather. So I opened all the windows in my house, took a quick shower, had a joint, put some shorts on and cleaned out all the planting beds of winter material and leaf matter, read a bit on parallel universes, and then cooked a late lunch of garlic, squid, carrots, celery, broccoli, & onion with cumin, tumeric, red pepper, pepper and peanut butter. Kept it warm to share with my sister & mother when they came home. Everything is budding and I can't wait for leaves to appear, the necessary tension.
Talked to Don briefly, went to Josh's to make plans for the evening and saw Soup retrieving his amp. Back to my house to record an ill-fated but hysterical session in my room. We were going to go to Watchung for the evening with Gus, but that was post-poned due to Don feeling slightly under the weather. It was decided the 3 of us would go to Fairview and just hang out a bit, with Ian being at his mother's eating tacos.
We arrived at Fairview, parked in the usual spot, walked around a bit, found a serene area too talk and giggle. The Hunting Master was with us in spirit an imbued Josh and Don with a slight bit of elk blood. Things then began to get wild. Soon after a car was patrolling the area and a dog was barking insanely and very close. The Hunting Master was lost in the bushes, and we ran like mofos. We got out of the cemetery and walked casually along the road. Everything was looking cool until we saw someone with a dog step out of the shrubbery bordering the cemetery along the road. We hid in someone's front yard until they passed.
We sped off in the car, but instead of leaving completely we were too curious and in more need of the Hunting Master's guidance, so we went back to see if his spirit could be salvaged. Upon deciding to give up, as we were going down the SPEED HUMPs, Josh hit one of them at maybe 35mph, and a cop was ocming in the other direction. We could see him turning around in the rear-view, so we were fucked. But Josh floored it and we zig-zagged through loads of sidestreets in Westfield with me screaming directions in the passenger seat. Josh's car was ditched in Westfield library with a camera-full of extremely incriminating photos. We ran, and then librally walked about. Ian was available to pick us up at Garwood Shoprite and thankfully did so.
Eventually finding Josh's car, as we drove by to scope out the area, a cop car's lights went on and we all freaked out. Coincidently someone else was being pulled over right next to Josh's car. So we waited, and another police car came down the block we were waiting at and turned around. A very surreal stream of events. Don and I walked over to Josh' car to be someone less suspicious, and he vomitted in the process. First time I didn't catch his vomit on film. Everything was retrieved. A long break is being taken from the cemetery....
Don, thinking back to this quote warms my heart:
"She must've forgotten how fucked up we really are."
Ruling. Exhuastion. Goodnight.