Wow, that’s two posts in a row tangentially related to marijuana. I’m so naughty…
by krisis
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Thoughts while boarding a plane…:
12/19/2000 6:38 PM – Planes are interesting. I’m convinced that they’re pumping in fresh pine smell, and i’m not sure how i feel about that. It does not help the claustrophobia. There are too many children on this flight. One of them is obsessed with looking at me, but i don’t mind so much. I think he’s Greek… his family seems to be speaking Greek. The outside of the plane was ultra-marine navy blue… i laid a heavy hand on it on my way in. Fingerprints. Something permanent, until washed away. yeah. So, anyway, my collarbone hurts like hell from carrying my bookbag through the airport. I just underlined “collarbone” like a hyperlink … how sick is that? I was thinking of taking a sedative for the flight, but i’d still be doped up when i arrived in Ft. Lauderdale. I have a friend who smokes pot before every flight… but i’m incoherent and giggly enough as it is.
Ok… that’s enough. My carry-on is too fucking huge and i need to relax. love ya.
– Music: Garrison Starr – I Can’t Wait
I wonder if anyone would notice if i started pasting in old blogs instead of actually writing new ones or doing anything else active. ugh.
So, yeah, i go to sleep for 10 measly hours and get messaged by about 20 people. Apparently my short absence made the hearts of all my friends grow fonder. The same is true in regards to the internet (i missed it horribly), but now that i’m back i find myself listlessly clicking back and forth from Blogger to Shafted to my own page (as if i’m expecting it to update itself). So, maybe my little vacation was a good thing … maybe i’m less addicted to the internet now.
Or maybe not.
If this is your first visit to the site i apologize; this is the first extended inebriated broadcast my blog has ever experienced. However, if you’re a regular reader, please take this opportunity to mock me constantly via instant messenging until i board my plane to Florida on Tuesday. I mean, how else am i supposed to learn from my mistakes?