The components to helping me write today; a glass of milk, a little weed, what's left of a menthol cigarette, and of course a little Fear and Loathing. I am preparing for my best friend's birthday. I have not seen her for a while, and that sucks. But she'll be here for about 2 weeks. I'm very, fucking excited! My plan for her birthday, you ask?
Motel Room!BAM!
Suitcase filled with 2 bottles of vodka, 1 bottle of tequila, 10 perks, 10 grams of mushrooms, half ounce of weed, 8 grams of coke, 2 pairs of high heels, 2 pairs of flats, 2 nightgowns, 2 cocktail dresses, a pair of handcuffs, a camera, and some kind of music playing device. BAM!
And a couple hundred bucks to do some serious bar hopping.



I just realized it's 1 o'clock. and at 1 o'clock, my fellow humans, I smoke a bowl and watch some old ass episode of the O.C.

Love On!