The Stoner Chronicles

March 03, 2002

yes so we went over to swift's house last night...in what could be described as a nightmare ending with a passout...

at first, friggin wench and the swift argued for about 2 hours while i sat there starved as a fat person at a fancy restaurant...ooh brb...chicken fingers are burning...

then people started showing up..including rick, this guy angelator dated a few times, the one with all the WOLF tshirts....::::::shudders:::::seriously, if i ever found a picture with lennon in a wolf tshirt..well first i'd call the national inquirer and then i'd ditch him and join the ringo fan club...

so it was me, wench, hancock, ryonce, swift, wolf man and reno....smokin and chillin and havin a good time...

wench has been spending an awful lot more time with the swift lately...the only good thing that can come out of that is a smokin room...

and let me rant for a few moments

i think everyone should have a smokin room, even if you don't smoke, ya know..because i've found recently that stoners find the ganja to be sacred...we have to sit there in ur living room looking at your big ass picture of the last supper, and sometimes we'll equip our "religious motif" kitchen with a buddha, so why shouldn't you be courteous of our cause and get a god damn marley border...make use of that basement...it's not like you're kids don't smoke down there anyway...and it's fun, there's a lot you can do with a smokin room, the arrangement is casual, u know bean bags, fiber optics, cult classic posters, and such...and no stoner room would be complete with out butterfly touch-lights...you can go expensive and sprinkle jerry ashes all over the room for the "tinker bell smoker" effect, or you can go a little less grandeur and sneak into a funeral home, replace someone's grandmother with cement shards...a ha ha..awful thing that happened there, simply awful

okay so maybe i don't wanna sound like the asshole...but i heard that the WTC victims are getting something like 2 million dollars per family...i don't know what to think about that...a lot of those folks who died we're big shot execs..i would think that their big shot investments would hold them over...i'm just as sympathetic as the next woman for those people who had to go through something that horrific...hell i had a cousin in there too (well it was my cousin's husband's cousin, but it's a good thing to tell canadians cause then they feel special like 'i know someone who knows someone from america that died in the WTC") but what happens to the families of the soldiers who don't come home...they WILLINGLY gave their lives to justice...

i'm a pacifict, i shouldn't even be saying anything...

aiight i'm finished...

we didn't get back home till 7am..i passed out on a half bent futon, awoke in a pile of peanut butter cup ice cream droppings and crushed sun chips stuck to my face...

futon...brucio...march 28th.....shea's performing arts center...row TWO..orchestra 4, 9-15....sigh

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