I slept until 1:30 today. It was rad.

My weekend was pretty awesome. I went to Dallas to stay with my best friend in the world, who is a trainer at a really fancy stable in Dallas. I love going to visit her cause I get to work with all the horses in training... some of them are really well trained and some of them are crazy babies. I rode 6 horses on Saturday, including Yuma, my own baby. One of the mares reared up and went over with me, and fortunately I bailed just in time and she didn't fall on me. I also gave a little lesson to a girl who wants to rent Yuma to show next weekend, and I gave a lesson to my friends' 7 y/o daughter.

That night my friend and I put her daughter to bed and smoked 4 bowls while listening to Sublime. We laughed our asses off. She told me a story about her ex smoking a joint for the first time while he was on a cattle drive at like, 7 am, and he came home and told her about it and said in his redneck drawl, "That's the funnest shit I ever done."

Sunday I pulled Yuma's mane, which if you didn't know is an alternative to cutting that doesn't make it look bad, but takes forever to do. Of course, I went to see my mother, and she bitched at me about getting a job.

And yeah, I caved, and came back to the boy's house on Sunday night. We sat outside and drank wine coolers with his crazy redneck neighbor, grilled chicken for dinner, had amazing hanky, and then sat down and got stoned as fuck and watched the old star wars movies. It was nice. Don't ask me about "us", because I don't know. All I know is that last night was fun.