Anti abandons the internet.

it's finally over, thank fucking god.

Monday, January 31, 2005

so i've sat here and tinkered around and twiddled my thumbs, and sung out loud, "tra la la", i did a liitle dance, i made a little love, but i just can't get down tonight. not down to bed. not for the life of me. all i can do is smoke my kush away. but im trying not to. i just like having it near me to smell it.

i don't know how many years, and how many people, have mentioned the idea of either an incent that smells like good weed, or a spray, or some kind of air freshener... but i know it's a lot. we talked about it this weekend, because the jack herrer that my cousin had is equally stench ridden.

god dammit. i yawn every ten seconds, but when i lie down, my mind starts racing around like the tazmanian devil. i think im just anxious for this job to be over, because then it's no more work until after New York.

i want to buy some new york pot while im there, and the good news is, jamie said he might know a guy. but if he doesn't knwo a guy, im sure we can find a guy. it's never muy difĂ­cil.

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