pubert

Yayyyy i'm finaly 21. Last weekend my parents were in town and i had a great time. It still wierds the hell outta me to say "mom and dad are crashing at my house this weekend." at the same time it ruins what i love most about living on my own. A mom and dad are no longer states away, B no smoking (anything!) in the living room/kitchen/bathroom, but my room its ok, so long as the "funny" smoke doesn't roll out into parental ofactory senses. I've actully been fairly tame on the drinking. Maybe its cause alcohal thrashed some lives in proximity to mine, or maybe its cause i've been at the bottom before, or maybe its cause i use so many other drugs.....anyhow for what ever reason i'm not as big a fan of booze as i should be. I'd like to quote a fictional character from the story hocus pocus "alcohal and marijuawana in moderation make for a swell combonation." 2 beets and a shot of tequila and blunt and 3 jointst and a bwol, and another shot and anothe beer puts me at the next best thing to actul existance. Hehh perhaps a brake from the smoking routine? nahh then i'd go back to meth......hmmm....

So for my bday mom and dad promised an Ipod. Now thats braging. But i'm blessed with amazing parents who i love very dear. Now the considering how i was raised i was tought money (like anything else) is merely an object. In a lot of cases an object is a means to an end. Sense they didn't have the ipod i wanted in stock, i got the new 60gig ipod photo. It rocks my world, it is my reason for breathing, and is now my lifes work to fill completly with music (15,000) songs. Again this is a means to end, seeing as i have no friends, women won't so much as look me (i think its cause they can't see me i'm so little) let alone talk to me, i now have 60 gigs of digital friendship that fills me with a warm and fuzzy feeeling.....now seeing as i have now friends, i think that warm and fuzzy feeling is kind of like friends right?????//