i'm ok now.
before i was having a bit of a hissy fit.
it never fails. my family always has a way of pissing me off.
coming home at 2am. my ass hurting from that two and a half hour bus ride, and train ride home! i'm tired, my high is coming down.
walk into my bedroom, and surprise! it's like a big shit dropped from the ceiling.
"sure, 'lily' is away for the weekend.. so let's let the dog prance around her bedroom and all over the bed, muddy paws and all, so when she gets back late at night, she can do laundry and clean house..."
no respect.
......................................
i was so giddy before too.
this weekend was spent blazing up.
i haven't smoke this much weed in a really long time. i think i had that shit for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, plus snack.
i ate everything i could get my hands on.
i was like a human garbage disposal.
wake 'n' bake. 420. all the way.
it was almost obscene.
my head is cloudy. i'm feeling all spaced out. even though i'm not high anymore.
i couldn't even write with a pen today.
shit, i think i smoked myself retarded.
i'm bad news, man...
just bad...
2:35 a.m. - 2001-05-22
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