Time: 2:01am
Place: In the land of rainbows and unicorn farts
Music: The Rosebuds - Boxcar
Mood: Content
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Wow. Just got home from Fred's and there is not a single soul online. Well, except for this kid Newgs. But we are mere acquaintances.
I was enjoying myself watching Aqua Teen Hunger Force, which is a bit difficult(easy) to do such when you are high. And then bam, this flood of mainland emo/punk/indie kids (is that mix possible?) came into his house chattering a mile a freakin' minute. Needless to say, my high left me that instant and the fun was over for me.
I politely excused myself and made sure everyone was amped about going to see Tron tomorrow night at midnight. There is an awesome independent movie theater across from my school called the Egyptian. And they play rad movies late at night on the weekends.
I would really like to be in a state of being able to read right now, because some Neal Stephenson sounds great right about now. Oh well. Chatting with my amigo Brandt, who is a hunky comic/sarcastic fantasy geek. He works in the ASL lab at my school and was in my art class fall of two years ago. Pretty cool kid. Agressive that one is. First time we ever hung out he cornered me in a book store and kissed me. *sigh*
I'm going to bed.
Cheerio all!
Place: In the land of rainbows and unicorn farts
Music: The Rosebuds - Boxcar
Mood: Content
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Wow. Just got home from Fred's and there is not a single soul online. Well, except for this kid Newgs. But we are mere acquaintances.
I was enjoying myself watching Aqua Teen Hunger Force, which is a bit difficult(easy) to do such when you are high. And then bam, this flood of mainland emo/punk/indie kids (is that mix possible?) came into his house chattering a mile a freakin' minute. Needless to say, my high left me that instant and the fun was over for me.
I politely excused myself and made sure everyone was amped about going to see Tron tomorrow night at midnight. There is an awesome independent movie theater across from my school called the Egyptian. And they play rad movies late at night on the weekends.
I would really like to be in a state of being able to read right now, because some Neal Stephenson sounds great right about now. Oh well. Chatting with my amigo Brandt, who is a hunky comic/sarcastic fantasy geek. He works in the ASL lab at my school and was in my art class fall of two years ago. Pretty cool kid. Agressive that one is. First time we ever hung out he cornered me in a book store and kissed me. *sigh*
I'm going to bed.
Cheerio all!