Randi is sick and doesn’t feel like posting, so I’m going to fill in for her.

Here’s the story of my day:

I had to pick up some weed for myself and a friend of mine, so I drove to my friend’s place and arrived around midnight. He and his new girl were laying together on the couch with a blanket over them. We shot the shit and he gave me my two eights. The three of us smoked up, talked about TV, and I left about an hour later.

I laid on the couch in my apartment awhile before drifting off into sleep. I was expecting a package from UPS the next morning so I didn’t want to sleep in too late. I watched the news, passed out and when I awoke, ate a bagel. Smoked some of my new pot, played Final Fantasy XII.

Package arrived around 11am. It was my new mixer and a replacement sustain pedal for my keyboard. I tried to sit down and read the instruction booklet, but I had trouble concentrating. I saw Randi was online, so I bugged her for awhile.

Eventually I fell asleep again after figuring out the new mixer, and when I woke up I made a cup of rice for dinner. At 11:30pm, I drove out to meet an old college friend of mine at a bar we used to hang out. We both had a beer, than went over to another bar to meet up with his roommates. Then him and I went back to his place. He paid for his weed, and we played Katamari Damacy. I left around 3am. Passed out on my couch again. Then woke up. Got another package in the mail. And now I’m bugging Randi again.

Posted by N*