Yesterday was a long tiring day. I worked all day on my poster presentation for our research conference coming up and then after work I walked all the way to the movie theater to see if they had my cell phone, and when I got there all they had were wallets. Fuck! Looks like I have to buy a new phone. I walked back to the dorm and by the time I got there my feet were in pain, all my leg muscles were soar and I was exhausted. When I entered the room, I was immediately greeted by that long familiar stench of weed. I go sit down on my bed and my roommate says hi and then turns to me and goes, “I had a really shitty day.” so I say, “oh noooooo, I’m sorry, my day kind of sucked too.” but then she cuts in and says “so, I decided to roll one of these.” She hold up a beautifully rolled cross joint and I immediately go, “oh yessssss!” We called over our friend Matt and then all went outside to go smoke it. This was the first cross joint I had ever seen in person and smoked and it was amazing. It was completely sealed properly, so it was a bit hard getting the smoke to travel through and into your lungs, but you just had to take stronger drags. At one point, when the joint had burned to the middle, we realized it was going to fall apart, and it ended up breaking perfectly into three mini joints, one for each of us. We decided to call it the puzzle piece joint. LOL. We got extremely high from that shit, and I can’t wait until I make enough money to roll these on a weekly basis.
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Yesterday, I went with some friends to go see inception, since everyone who saw it was raving about how mind blowing and awesome it was. Before we left, I invited Max over and we smoked for like an hour our of my bubbler. We smoked the OGP and also some of the hash I had made and by the time we went to the movie we were flying high. We went to a theater that on Tuesdays and Wednesdays plays all their movies for only $3, so we had extra money for food and we stocked up on popcorn, nachos, and candy. The movie itself was pretty good. The plot wasn’t too complicated and they explained everything really well. Leo is once again brilliant and delivers a moving performance. The concept was cool, but I didn’t think it was as intricate as most people make it out to believe. The best part of the movie was the action scenes, especially the ones with changing gravities. Killer action sequences plus decent plot and great acting make for a good movie.
Every Tuesday, the RAs in the dorm I am staying in, with all the summer researchers, hold something called hall-spread, which is where everyone in the dorm is supposed to gather for an hour for announcements, food, fun, and most importantly, toilet paper. Usually it ends up being five or so people who show up to eat the food and steal the toilet paper. This week, since the snack provided was ice cream sundaes, my roommate and I decided to get blazed before hall-spread and then go early and make ourselves colossal bowls of ice cream. After we built our masterpieces, we stole eight rolls of toilet paper and dashed back up to our room, where we set up the projector and watched She’s The Man on the wall.
So, today is the first day of the tolerance break I am taking. Just until Friday, I am not going to smoke any weed. Then when Friday hits, I’m going to buy half an ounce of OG Pine Kush and be high all of next week before I go home. One of the reasons that I’m taking this t-break is that I go home to Seattle in two weeks, and although I’m in pretty good shape already, I want to shed a few more pounds before I head back to my boyfriend. Luckily for me, once I stop smoking weed, all desire to eat food leaves my body and I can easily drop five to ten pounds in a week. I plan on smoking about half of it here and then flying the rest back with me in case I can’t find another hook up for the three weeks im back in Sea-town. That way I’ll for sure be stocked for Hempfest.
I am a huge fan of craigslist and love getting great deals, so I spend some amount of time every week just browsing. This week I happened upon a great deal. For just $30 I bought this sick bong brand new from some Mexican guy in a huge pickup truck. It even came with an ash-catcher as the bowl. This thing hits like a dream and last night, I got to really put it to use with my two friends Chelsey and Manny. We went and smoked outside for a good while, going through 4 hugely packed bowls. Then we drove to Mcdonalds and ordered a ton of food. We drove back to campus and my two friends both went back to their rooms, so I went to the lounge and hung out with my friend Margaret for about an hour. After that she went to bed and it was around 1 AM, but I was really pumped from getting my tattoo, so I hit up a party that was going on in a different dorm with a bunch of spoken word artists and rappers who were there for a camp. It was really fun and I got to meet a lot of new people. Now I just need to name my bong.
Last night I got my second tattoo at a shop right near my school in LA. It reads Los Angeles and has 5 butterflies representing each of my five family members and each of their favorite colors. I got tatted by a guy named Bamboo, so I asked him where his nick name comes from. He told me that when he was 16, there was a bunch of bamboo growing down the street from where he lived, so he used to take it and carve all sorts of things from it. One of the things he carved from them was bongs and his friends started wanting them, so he would make them and sell them to his friends. He said he would make them 6, 8, or 12 feet long. The 12 footer would take 3 people to smoke and it would knock you out. There were two other guys in the shop, Eric and Pablo, and Bamboo and Eric just ripped on Pablo the entire time. They even let me slap him, which I have to say I enjoyed. The tattoo itself took two hours and hurt like a mother-fucker, but I am just ecstatic about how it came out.
So today I picked up another eighth of Master Dream (a hybrid between Master Kush and Blue Dream) and when I went back to my room, I weighed it out, as I always do out of habit. To my surprise, the scale only said 2.3 grams! So I thought about if I really wanted to call him out on it or just let it slide since he is such a good dealer. I decided that was a lot to skimp on, so I texted him to let him know. She drove back over to my dorm and brought his dealer friend Tyrone with him this time. It turned out that my scale was off by a whole lot and he had actually given me 3.5. I apologized immensely, and Tyrone was super nice about it. He even gave me some tips about how to fix it and about how a dollar bill is a gram and a penny is 2.5 grams. My dealer owed my 10 anyways, so at least I didn’t make him drive out completely for nothing, but I still feel like a huge dweeb for thinking my dealer has skimped me, seeing as he does do this for a living. Life is just full of these little learning experiences, and I’m learning to cherish them.
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So last night, I was walking down to dinner when I ran into my two friends Mary and Katy. We stopped and chatted for a bit and at the end of the conversation, Katy invited me to a house party that her friend Rachel was having later that night. They told me we were all going to leave around 10 o’clock and they would stop by my room to pick me up. So an hour before the party, I rolled up a blunt in one of those cyclone pre-rolled blunts, blasted some Lil Wayne from my roommate’s speakers, and lit it up. Katy and Mary came by and picked me up. We drove in a car over to her house with two of Mary’s friends from back home that were staying with her for the weekend. Before we left, we made sure to bring lots of drinks with us, so when we got over to her house, we set everything down and set ourselves up, with Rachel and her boyfriend Dave, with tequila shots, salt and limes.
A bunch of people were playing beer pong inside, but it was incredibly hot, especially since it has just been over 90 degrees that day, so we all went to go sit outside in her backyard. We set up lawn chairs and sparked up a jay that went around the circle about times. The night pretty much consisted of us sitting around that circle, shooting the shit and making new friends. We got up maybe four or five times to take more tequila shots together. Each time we had to come up with a new toast, but the only one I remember was “to a room of ridiculously good looking people.” Lol, I’ll toast to that anytime.
I don’t quite remember when, but at some point, another guy, Andrew, came over and sat in the chair next to me. He was a pretty good looking guy, and we were both pretty drunk, so we started talking. The whole group would be talking and just us two would be having a little side conversation. When my ride decided to leave, I got up and gave him a hug goodbye. Another really drunk guy who I hadn’t met yet, came and sat down in the circle as we were saying goodbye and Andrew said, “hey, we should hang out sometime.” Then the new guy who just came to sit down says, “hey, maybe you guys should make out sometime.” For some reason it was actually pretty funny and I talked to him for a minute, introducing ourselves to each other, before we left. One of Mary’s friends drove us back to the dorm and we walked to our rooms, which are right next to each other.
When I got into my room, I was feeling very drunk, but still pretty good and not that tired, so I texted Andrew to see if he was busy for the night. My roommate is gone this weekend, so I sent him a text saying that and inviting him to come over. He stumbled over to my room from the part and I invited him in. By the time he arrived, however, my drunkenness had started to turn into a hangover, and while we were sitting on my bed talking, I had to go to the bathroom to “pee” aka puke. After about ten minutes, it was apparent that neither of us was up for any fooling around, and it was better for us both to just go to our beds and pass out. He apologized and we hugged goodbye. I then went and threw up a few more times before going to bed. I made sure to drink two full bottles of water before passing out, and I woke up hangover free. I’m glad I’m getting the hang of this.