yesterday was nearly fucking insanity.
3000mg of hydrocodone plus:
got a new weed connect thru tyler reddick. some meskin guy named joseph t, just moved here a few monthes ago.
went to my house, tried to clean but the babycakes was very demanding.
phillip got off work and came over. we smoked a blunt of my weed.
a little while later- coolest thing ever, anna came by and smoked with us!
at the same time, taylor called me and had very important things to tell me. so important, that she couldnt even tell me what they were! i need to talk to carla.
after all the madness, went home and gave babycakes a bath and bottle and bedtime.
phillip made us a little candlelit picnic in the living room. french fries and chicken nuggets. so sweet! and delicious!
then we went out to midfield to sam's house. it couldve been badasstacular. we were supposed to get in the hot tub. well it never actually got hot. it was ok tho. i had fun. the only thing i didnt like was that she was like all over me.
i dont like drunk ppl that do that. unless theyre like my best friends....say, if taylor or sunny acted that way, i wouldnt mind. but i felt grossly creepy. and besides the fact that i dont really kno her that well, shes kinda fat. or she is fat. but i wasnt very fond of having her fatness on me when i didnt ask for it.
we got to smoke blunts on her porch and talk to her mom. her mom is cool. they have stray kittens living with them, and as of last nite, theres a wittle girl there named t.k. (it stands for "this kitty") that is MINE!, and is only going to stay there until phillip and i get our own apt.
thank god we had a curfew of midnite. i really wanted to go home. or stay outside and smoke with t.k. but i just did not wanna be around sam anymore.
yeck...just. yeck.
then we got home. i remember eating these really dry chocolate cupcakes that were oh so yummy. then we had sex...mmm.
then we passed out i suppose. woke up for the babycakes this morning. somehow we always end up laying in bed together and going back to sleep.
woke up at 830 and phillip had to be at work.
ive got some bud in my green and black striped stocking. get it, green?
i wanna go smoke it.
i prolly dont have any blunts left.
and...no excuse to leave the house.
oh well! i can wait.
to update on how thursday was supposed to go- thursday was nothing.
friday was something...even if i didnt read it til saturday.
i love translating the mess of english language into makesmewanttosquee-ness.
lately, things have been better described by stringing a few words together with no spaces.
i think it is very necessary.
its starts at my toes, makes me crinkle my nose...wherever it goes, i always kno that u make me smile, please stay for a while now...
9:29 am - 10.25.08
Recent entries:
07.06.16//there's one broken cobblestone still clinging to the bridge
06.30.16//digression of glitter, shiny, and sparkle!
06.27.16//half a life ago
12.15.11//sometimes, you've got to love what's good for you.
09.26.11//you are my beginning to my never-end
My profile
Archives
Notes
Diaryland
Random
RSS
others:
hiv
fangbanger
onelilwitch
gypsyxdance
all2soon
pirate-witch
jackthripper
degausser
bloodinblack
imaginative-
midnightrum
annaisana