last night was ridiculous. i was so high out of my mind.
so basically best friend and i went to best friends boyfriends house. she was DD so i got super stoned and we sat. then we went to an art show. then we got lost trying to find a liquor store, ON FOOT.
then back to best friends boyfriends house, where she got crossfaded, i got super faded, and she got fucked.
im jealous.
its been too long for me to be honest.
anyways, i sat there watching flight of the concords for HOURS and wrote in my livejournal and called my sorta man a few times (errr 20 times? IDK TIME WAS GOING SOOO SLOW)
then i get home this morning--errr afternoon, check my bank account and apparently some doucheface in los angeles got my card number and was going crazy in Reseda and Van Nuys 7-11s. now i have to get 40 dollars back into my already becoming empty bank account and file claims and shit. ugh. not cool. im still a bit high, and im freaking out trying to remember if i magically was in los angeles last night, or if i ever left the coachella valley. LAME. im preeeeeeeeeettty sure i didnt leave
still playing tag with applebees. i am already assuming i got the job. i dont see why i wouldnt.
san francisco in two weeks. ughhh yes.
so basically best friend and i went to best friends boyfriends house. she was DD so i got super stoned and we sat. then we went to an art show. then we got lost trying to find a liquor store, ON FOOT.
then back to best friends boyfriends house, where she got crossfaded, i got super faded, and she got fucked.
im jealous.
its been too long for me to be honest.
anyways, i sat there watching flight of the concords for HOURS and wrote in my livejournal and called my sorta man a few times (errr 20 times? IDK TIME WAS GOING SOOO SLOW)
then i get home this morning--errr afternoon, check my bank account and apparently some doucheface in los angeles got my card number and was going crazy in Reseda and Van Nuys 7-11s. now i have to get 40 dollars back into my already becoming empty bank account and file claims and shit. ugh. not cool. im still a bit high, and im freaking out trying to remember if i magically was in los angeles last night, or if i ever left the coachella valley. LAME. im preeeeeeeeeettty sure i didnt leave
still playing tag with applebees. i am already assuming i got the job. i dont see why i wouldnt.
san francisco in two weeks. ughhh yes.