Ok this is fucking wierd...so yesterday i'm looking for the remote and after a vigorus search (its the dvd remote so i can't push the button on the thing, I need the remote) I can't find it. I light a cigarette and sit on the floor contenplating my delima when i see the remote in the corner of my eye under the coffee table. I curse myself for being so dumb, i knew i just had saw it, i swore i looked under the coffee table. But what ever.
So a half hour later or so, i'm looking for my lighter, it lit my J so it couldn't have gone far in ten minutes...under the coffee table, i make a remark to myself...hmm i'd swear thats almost the exact same spot i found the remote in, brush it off and think nothing of it.
This morning i'm looking for my keys before work. Cursing myself for being so stoned...under the table, no mistaking it, same spot my keys. I'm not puting shit there, so how is it geting there?
So a half hour later or so, i'm looking for my lighter, it lit my J so it couldn't have gone far in ten minutes...under the coffee table, i make a remark to myself...hmm i'd swear thats almost the exact same spot i found the remote in, brush it off and think nothing of it.
This morning i'm looking for my keys before work. Cursing myself for being so stoned...under the table, no mistaking it, same spot my keys. I'm not puting shit there, so how is it geting there?
duh.