i shat my pants. quite litterally, i lost all control of my bowels while wearing pants upon hearing this. now guys, i dont endorse any kind of drug, nor am i a hypocrit in that standard. i like my lungs :p and my veins. and my brain. but still, this was a tremendous achievement and deserved mention in this blog.
so i had an update a few days ago and i posted my usual status update on facebook. "new blog. read it if you know where it is :D" and i got a LOT of responses. it was like four whole responses. totally fucking blew my mind that people read my shit. or even know about it. This girl who had a fling or whateveryouwanttocallit with my dear friend Phil even sent me a FB message about it. i sent her the link cause i thought, what the hell. and this is the transcript:
You are more ballsy than i took you to be... lets be friends ;)--ahahahha okay :p
--and why is that? because i wrote it, or because i did it in the first place?
Kinda both, actually. =D
--ahaha well, thanks? :p
--and somehow me and Shelby fixed things :D:D:D:D
aaaahh... okkk neverminddd. aw. hope things go well
...now how the hell do i end a block quote? whatevs... ill just type like this for a while... N-E-WAYS. i was kinda stunned at this little relay. i told myself strictly to stay away from this girl because i knew that Phil liked her, and they did things before he left for boot, and she comes onto me because i write about my life? i dont know what to think of it. : /
but yeah readers, me and Shelby got back together :D she thinks she overreacted, and i still think i went too far too fast, but oh well. I liiiiike herrrr.
it still shocks me people read this shit :p
ive been thinking about it today alot. Dr. Gio was talking about drugs and sex in jazz musicians lives, and then christian talking about pot and artistry and how it kind of goes hand-in-hand. the only MAIN reason i dont smoke pot is because you have to smoke it. and if you dont, boil in vegitable oil for 5 minutes and use the oil in a batch of brownies. (but even then, your house is supposed to smell like THC for daaaays after, so thats shot.) i like my lungs guys. i like being able to run a mile and be.... well, completely fucking out of breath... but i dont want my lungs to be completely out of commision. i play clarinet and saxophone, so i need them there, and i need them everywhere else basicly too. reason number two: pot gives you the munchies :p it also tends to give you a belly. ive nevr seen a skinny pothead. except for chase. but chase does loooads of ecstacy... >.<>
reason number three: i spend all of my money on Magic cards now. so even if i wanted to, i couldnt get any XD hahha even with the guy two doors down from me hosting parties every so often where people just come and smoke. you can always tell when theres one because of the big, orange, Daytona series truck that parks outside :p you know who you are. but that doesnt stop me from flashing my neons at the guy when i see him :p
butyeah. i cant really sleep tonight, so ill stop here.
well phil played me
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