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Anyone want to sell some shampoo so I can stay in bed today?

Yesterday I got in from San Francisco, and am seriously glad to be back. It was a trip from hell. 1st, my boss and I missed our flight. We smoked a bowl on our way and apparently it really screwed us over. By the time we realized the gate our flight was leaving from was one over from where we were waiting it was too late. It didn't help that the woman calling our names on the intercom was difficult to understand. We got to the airport at 7:30, I got on a flight at one and she got on one at 3.

Then there is my sister. After our little work meeting we met up with her for dinner and drinks. She insisted on choosing which wine we drank to match our meals. It was yummy, but annoying. She is a crazy, rich, ocd bitch. Tripped my boss out big time. And me, I had to take a lot of xanax on the trip.

When I got back to portland I called my bro scuttle to see if he was busy and if he could pick me up from the airport. He did, and we drank and apparently I make a shitty wingman.

And now I suffer. I need to have a bowl. and some food. and some not working at one o'clock.


*edited to say:

Now its aaalllll good. stoney nina, spilling pot all over the bed. must wash sheets tomorrow.

And thanks to nobody for letting me sleep today. work sucked a big ol' ass. bu's all good now.

I also found this



and this may have made my night



oh carlton.