Thursday, April 01, 2004

 

You called on the thunder?

He should have kept his mouth shut.

So I am still high. Bloody pot has lasted twenty hours and is showing no sign of wearing off. The bike ride home got my blood moving again which just kicked me again. Work was so hard today; being at work baked is up there with my least favourite things to do. It was the busiest I have seen McGettigans in a long time, and I was the only one working. Luckily there was only one big rush then time to clean up. I hate it when people keep coming in and I have to stop cleaning to cook for some one. I'm surprised I made it, but I did. I also made some mad tips! Woot for money.

It is still a good day though, in that I am enjoying myself. Even if I feel a little sea sick. Whenever I breathe in deeply I can smell the pot... eww. Age came in for a Latte and to say hi. Dave and Kate also stopped by but didn’t stay for anything to drink. Woot! Airship theme. *Dances to the 8 bit funk.*

Yesterday was the best day I’ve had in a long while. I slept in, went to work, didn't do any work and still managed to make some tips. Then after work I went over to Ages house sat around for a bit then we went for a two hour long bike ride. I found some ones credit card, but I’ll bet it is long since reported stolen. We went down to the train bridge… that got really muddy towards the end. I was covered in mud with in half an hour, so I stopped trying to avoid the puddles and made sure I got good and covered in mud. Then we crossed the train bridge and biked back towards home along the west bank. We stopped off at the Lions Skate where I spent an hour or so biking in water that was a foot and a half deep. The drains at the bottom of the skate park are just weeping rains so they have to wait for the ground to thaw before it will start to soak up any more water. My Childish antics cough the attention of a local gang of natives. The oldest one was only twelve but they assured us they were tough as nails.

Age and myself had a conversation with them about gangs, stealing bikes, and where to avoid during the summer. Then they wanted to go smoke a blunt with us. Needless to say we didn’t. Smoking with native kids on the west side is a good way to end up dumped by the power plant. Or Knifed. Either way we decided I was as soaked enough to start heading home. So we biked back to my place where I had a quick shower then, we were off to Ages to make something to eat.

I’ve never had better pasta sauce that the sauce that Travis dad makes. It was to die for, and was the only thing that helped me gets the weed butter down. For some reason this batch tasted really bad, but I think it was because it was too much butter and a little burnt. I only had half of it, and fed the rest of it to the dog. The dog had about as much as me so if he isn’t fucked up I would be really surprised. So after that I went home and sat here for a bit then Tyler came over and we watched the Nightmare before Christmas. I am really glad we didn’t decide to go flying kites or anything else that I had to move, because I was way to messed up to do anything.

I’m still to messed up to being doing anything right now, but here I am.

What else? I don’t know. I’m going to play some StarCraft and take a nap.

SEAN!!!

You called on the thunder?
When
2004-04-01 3:53 p.m.

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