I was sleeping soundly in my codeine and valium fueled dreams, when I awoke to the god damn phone ringing (it's right beside my bed) and I waited for about 5 rings, hoping they would go away. On the 6th ring, I picked up and it was a job interview! So now I go in tomorrow and they decide to hire me (they will). Then, I came downstairs and found out that we had finally sold my mom's Camaro which has been for sale for about 8 months now. I love the car, but my parents needed the money so I'm kind of happy to see it go. Then I smoked a couple fatty bowls and now I'm baked AND my 18th birthday is on Saturday!
i want a camaro! but i just got a scion tc and it kicks ass! my day went like this: woke up at 8 cause i have a day off school and thought it would be nice outside so i could go skateboard or get my mack on with some ladies. nope, pouring down rain. went back to sleep. woke up again at noon, ate some poptarts and watched tv. my friend came over at 4 and we went to a pub and ate lunch (yes we have a pub in town) then i came home and got on here. i wish i could smoke it would make it better
dude im baked and i just thought the name of this thread was "whacking off didnt suck so much today". what the fuck, that was really fucked up, i was like what kinda idiot posted this??? and then i was like fuckkkk i cant read im too stoned.
