Ok. My journaling doesn't work so well when I don't do it. But here's a recap of the past couple of days, or at least the major stuff:
Friday - the chips I ate were supposed to be this organic brand pico de gallo flavor. I should have read closer because I think they were really PEYOTE de gallo. I tripped out like Lisa Simpson after she drank out of the "It's a small world" ride in Duff Gardens. Wow. I had the most realalistic dream my coffee girl (CG for future use) beat the shit out of my ex-gf at a party. She kicked her ass in my family room. Weird.
Saturday = nightmare. So I get up after not sleeping due to hallucinations, clean up the joint and go to the ball game. Fun? Eh. Could have done something else, but not so bad. Got sunburned and the home team won.
After game, go home, and talk to my friend Ray from out of town. He's in Portland but we agree to meet halfway. A nightmare, but I don't see him that often. As it turns out, his parents and uncle dropped him off. I drove him back to Seattle and back again the next day. I spent my weekend in the car. Uff. But we had an ok time so that's good.
On the nerdy side of Saturday I consumed more PEYOTE de gallo without eating salsa as a negative control. Still tripped my ass off, this time dreaming it was snowing. I actually went outside to check. If you're into lucid dreaming/hallucinating they're MexiSnacks organic corn chips with pico. Wow.
Sunday - in car. Went to work. Met friends for PubQuiz. Received trivial ass-kicking. My team lost at least 10 pts in self esteem and self worth. Not good. But in a good way, there is a moped - gang that hangs there and they are very fun to watch. I think I might want to be in a moped gang. I think it's funny.
Monday. Worked. Still doing the same fucking writing project. It's sucking my will to live. We hates it. Had dinner with a friend at a pub and tried some new beers. They were yummy.
Tonight. Mountain biked. Did some cool stuff but still went down 3 times. I'm not a very good driver...
On a sad note my CG went to Africa, but I talked to her before she left. There was an awkward (sp?) hugging moment and I chose to pass, which Tgrl said was wrong. Oh well. The whole thing makes me a little sad, but she is a big distraction and I will gain hours of productivity a day not emailing and consuming caffeine with her.
I hope she doesn't get eaten by a giraffe or something.
Tomorrow = poker = losing 5 bucky. Thursday = kickball = sore for days. Friday = bumbershoot = money wasted but I will see DeathCab, United States of Electronica (heard they're awesome) and the Presidents of the United States. Hopefully this will = bigfun. Weekend = camping and hopefully some fucking sleep.
Goodnight and take care.
Friday - the chips I ate were supposed to be this organic brand pico de gallo flavor. I should have read closer because I think they were really PEYOTE de gallo. I tripped out like Lisa Simpson after she drank out of the "It's a small world" ride in Duff Gardens. Wow. I had the most realalistic dream my coffee girl (CG for future use) beat the shit out of my ex-gf at a party. She kicked her ass in my family room. Weird.
Saturday = nightmare. So I get up after not sleeping due to hallucinations, clean up the joint and go to the ball game. Fun? Eh. Could have done something else, but not so bad. Got sunburned and the home team won.
After game, go home, and talk to my friend Ray from out of town. He's in Portland but we agree to meet halfway. A nightmare, but I don't see him that often. As it turns out, his parents and uncle dropped him off. I drove him back to Seattle and back again the next day. I spent my weekend in the car. Uff. But we had an ok time so that's good.
On the nerdy side of Saturday I consumed more PEYOTE de gallo without eating salsa as a negative control. Still tripped my ass off, this time dreaming it was snowing. I actually went outside to check. If you're into lucid dreaming/hallucinating they're MexiSnacks organic corn chips with pico. Wow.
Sunday - in car. Went to work. Met friends for PubQuiz. Received trivial ass-kicking. My team lost at least 10 pts in self esteem and self worth. Not good. But in a good way, there is a moped - gang that hangs there and they are very fun to watch. I think I might want to be in a moped gang. I think it's funny.
Monday. Worked. Still doing the same fucking writing project. It's sucking my will to live. We hates it. Had dinner with a friend at a pub and tried some new beers. They were yummy.
Tonight. Mountain biked. Did some cool stuff but still went down 3 times. I'm not a very good driver...
On a sad note my CG went to Africa, but I talked to her before she left. There was an awkward (sp?) hugging moment and I chose to pass, which Tgrl said was wrong. Oh well. The whole thing makes me a little sad, but she is a big distraction and I will gain hours of productivity a day not emailing and consuming caffeine with her.
I hope she doesn't get eaten by a giraffe or something.
Tomorrow = poker = losing 5 bucky. Thursday = kickball = sore for days. Friday = bumbershoot = money wasted but I will see DeathCab, United States of Electronica (heard they're awesome) and the Presidents of the United States. Hopefully this will = bigfun. Weekend = camping and hopefully some fucking sleep.
Goodnight and take care.
You define the word busy. I had no idea. I'm tired just reading all that. And even more now, I must say thank you.
Oh. I want to take a pic of us with your/our sg book. We don't have to be naked.