I figure I ought to write some about yeseterday before I forget all the things that made me laugh and feel warm inside.
Ok... immediately after work, after changing my pants in the car... while driving. I'm fucking badass, I swear. I had to drop by my house to get my cell phone, after which I was at the Grange Hall in 4 minutes flat. I know this because I smoked a little over half of my cigarette on my way to work. And the rest on the way from home to the Grange. 10 minute cigarettes.
I got there, met with the old buddies and went on a Quest for some weed. It wasn't my idea, but I do enjoy tagging along.
Well, after returning, because it didn't take too terribly long, we sat around in the car a bit while Billy rolled a joint. After a while I went with my sister into the bathroom to make sure she wouldn't fall or anything, since she was already drunk. I passed along Korry on the way. And yes, what a sight for sore eyes. Upon returning to the car, the massive joint was ready. And it was. Billy sure knows what he's doing. Ha ha.
We went into the forest. At least 8 of us the first time. We had 2 hits. Most of us did. Some had 3. Then it was on to the pipe. There were more. Maybe 12. I didn't know most of these kidds. They were all pretty great kidds though.
Some of the kidds left. Some of us stayed. Billy, John, and someone whose name I didn't catch started "rapping" and that was one of the best things of the night.
We headed back to the front of the grange. I smoked a few ciggarettes, saw Korry and looked at him. He looked at me. And I continued chatting with the circle I was currently involved in. It was super great to hang out and talk to Shannon. She's such a fucking great kidd. She's sharp as a tack, this one, and is a fucking heart. No... not. "she has a fucking heart"... she IS a fucking heart. She is THE fucking heart. I talked to her, everyone. Cierra came back and her and Sabrina told me how Cierra spent ten minutes trying to coax a BUSH out of the woods for a cigarette. Cierra mistook the bush for Amy, figured she was out in the woods looking for her soul out there. She had actually been in the grange enjoying a bit of music. Well if that wasn't one of the best fucking stories I'd heard, I don't know what is. There was even a picture, and having taken the picture, Melvin showed Cierra that the bush was not amy at all.
John, who I met, is now my "sweater buddy" because he said, "Look, I'm wearing a girls' sweater." To which I replied, "Fancy that, I'm wearing a boys' sweater!" And he suggested we trade, but I told him I liked my Argyle Sweater just fine indeed. And I do.
After much hanging out, laughter, good feelings in the pit of my stomach... we went to Taco Bell (T - aaay co Bell, if you're English, and Billy is, so I hope I spelled that correctly in phoenetics.) Well. We hung out there for a bit longer enjoyed some food and drink and a company of ten people. Then there was a brief dispersal, and 6 of us ended up in the Momo (morman) parking lot to have a bit more of the ol' pot. And it was enjoyable. I bought some more cigarettes, as I had smoked the last of them earlier at the Grange, and brought my sister and myself home. To recollect on the silly things we had said and the fun times that had occurred.
Not much fun occurred today. I bought a blue waste basket, some hair dye, makeup, and sharpies. As well as a lighter to replace the one that was misplaced last night after the smoking. It's pink with a Hula Girl on it. I was hoping I'd find an animal print one. But to no avail.
Hopefully I'll be able to do something tomorrow.
Or the next day.
I don't work either of those days. (Note... I don't say eee-ther.... I say eye-ther.) And maybe I'll ask Korry to hang out with me, because... I have... a question for him...
Yeah... I'm just about to die. Ha ha.
Ok... immediately after work, after changing my pants in the car... while driving. I'm fucking badass, I swear. I had to drop by my house to get my cell phone, after which I was at the Grange Hall in 4 minutes flat. I know this because I smoked a little over half of my cigarette on my way to work. And the rest on the way from home to the Grange. 10 minute cigarettes.
I got there, met with the old buddies and went on a Quest for some weed. It wasn't my idea, but I do enjoy tagging along.
Well, after returning, because it didn't take too terribly long, we sat around in the car a bit while Billy rolled a joint. After a while I went with my sister into the bathroom to make sure she wouldn't fall or anything, since she was already drunk. I passed along Korry on the way. And yes, what a sight for sore eyes. Upon returning to the car, the massive joint was ready. And it was. Billy sure knows what he's doing. Ha ha.
We went into the forest. At least 8 of us the first time. We had 2 hits. Most of us did. Some had 3. Then it was on to the pipe. There were more. Maybe 12. I didn't know most of these kidds. They were all pretty great kidds though.
Some of the kidds left. Some of us stayed. Billy, John, and someone whose name I didn't catch started "rapping" and that was one of the best things of the night.
We headed back to the front of the grange. I smoked a few ciggarettes, saw Korry and looked at him. He looked at me. And I continued chatting with the circle I was currently involved in. It was super great to hang out and talk to Shannon. She's such a fucking great kidd. She's sharp as a tack, this one, and is a fucking heart. No... not. "she has a fucking heart"... she IS a fucking heart. She is THE fucking heart. I talked to her, everyone. Cierra came back and her and Sabrina told me how Cierra spent ten minutes trying to coax a BUSH out of the woods for a cigarette. Cierra mistook the bush for Amy, figured she was out in the woods looking for her soul out there. She had actually been in the grange enjoying a bit of music. Well if that wasn't one of the best fucking stories I'd heard, I don't know what is. There was even a picture, and having taken the picture, Melvin showed Cierra that the bush was not amy at all.
John, who I met, is now my "sweater buddy" because he said, "Look, I'm wearing a girls' sweater." To which I replied, "Fancy that, I'm wearing a boys' sweater!" And he suggested we trade, but I told him I liked my Argyle Sweater just fine indeed. And I do.
After much hanging out, laughter, good feelings in the pit of my stomach... we went to Taco Bell (T - aaay co Bell, if you're English, and Billy is, so I hope I spelled that correctly in phoenetics.) Well. We hung out there for a bit longer enjoyed some food and drink and a company of ten people. Then there was a brief dispersal, and 6 of us ended up in the Momo (morman) parking lot to have a bit more of the ol' pot. And it was enjoyable. I bought some more cigarettes, as I had smoked the last of them earlier at the Grange, and brought my sister and myself home. To recollect on the silly things we had said and the fun times that had occurred.
Not much fun occurred today. I bought a blue waste basket, some hair dye, makeup, and sharpies. As well as a lighter to replace the one that was misplaced last night after the smoking. It's pink with a Hula Girl on it. I was hoping I'd find an animal print one. But to no avail.
Hopefully I'll be able to do something tomorrow.
Or the next day.
I don't work either of those days. (Note... I don't say eee-ther.... I say eye-ther.) And maybe I'll ask Korry to hang out with me, because... I have... a question for him...
Yeah... I'm just about to die. Ha ha.