Sunday, April 16, 2006

Stoned

I came home early to get stoned, on my own.

I'm sure this is not a good development.

I came home early last weekend to get stoned on my own.

I passed out and missed all of last Friday, because I got too bloody stoned.

I think I need a better cigarette substitute.

I haven't smoked cigarettes, though. That's good, huh? There's an upside.

I laugh, as I lean sideways on the computer chair. Chaka Khan sings Come 2 My House. It's almost genius.

I think I should just give in and lie on the couch. But that would mean building an open fire. There is a chill in the air.

Too stoned to build a fire, might as well just have another joint then.


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