last night was fuckin' crazy for a friend of mine.

so my friend buys weed for the first time. he's smoked we me tons before but he's never actually bought any. he buys it yesterday afternoon.

so...

yesterday he calls me at 8:20. sayin' he wants to smoke tonight. we live about 5 miles apart. we both live in the middle of nowher, but there's this kinda busy road that connects both our neighborhoods. (his neighborhood only has like 5 houses, mine is pretty big, but all the houses have like 4 acres each.)

we're each going to leave our houses and walk towards each other and when we meet, we'll go to my house and smoke and chill and shit.

my sister's downstairs reading, i leave at 8:30. use the excuse that i'm getting my dog from grandpa's house, (right nextdoor). i go get the dog, let her inside and close the door and start walking. he had a bike but it's so hilly he didn't ride it much, we met about 2 miles from my house. we walk back to my house, and i almost walk inside but i see my sister on the couch reading a book... now it's 9:40. i walk inside to gauge things out and he's still outside. my dad's out at a football game and mom's outa town. as soon as i walk inside she's like "where have you been? smoking???" in a really pissed off tone. i tell her no, but she won't even look at me. so i open the door again and i get mah buddy and we both go upstairs because she didn't look.

we get up there but she's still downstairs and we have to wait for her to come upstairs for us to smoke or else she'd have to walk past my door and we're loud and smoking. so we wait quietly listening to music until 10:30ish. she goes to bed and we spark up.

the weed he brought wasn't the best, and it was kinda dry, but it got me really really high for some reason... it was much better than it looked, and it REEKED. so we smoke until like midnight, and then we chill out with some music, play some guitar hero and whatnot. until about one o' clock when he leaves, he's REALLY stoned and i'm worried about him making it home. he calls me at like 2:30 and says he's only where we met... WTF. anyways his phone died, and he didn't get home until 5 fucking A.M.

he walked 5-6 miles in the middle of the night to mid morning, in the foothills of the appalachian mountains in the middle of the woods...

i felt like shit about that, i wish he coulda gotten a ride home. it took him so long because he couldn't bike it because it was uphill and he was too stoned to walk straight... he doesn't smoke much and had zero tolerance... it took him 4 hours to walk 5 miles...

 

so wait he couldnt ride to your house or back caues both ways are up hill?


haha just fucking with you, i assume its just up and down a lot lol. ive had times where i left peoples houses real late and crazy stoned and had a bit of trouble getting home but usually wont take me that long, im pretty good with directions and figuring out where i need to go.

last weekend my friend gave me a ride back to my apartment at like 4am and her phone died on the way home and she apparently got lost and finally called me at liek noon the next day telling me she hated me haha...i told her the way back was only 1 road but i forgot that their was 1 spot where theirs a fork in the road and she went to the right instead of the left and that like leads away from her house lol

 

haha thats happened to me before. walk home all fucked up and it takes for ever

 

i remember one time not too long ago i was fucking trashed and had to wallk from my friends house to my dads which are like a 15-20min walk...well i had a big bottle of schnapps and i was just walking and drinking and somehow i ended up in the park just sitting on a bench when my friend called me to see if i made it home and i was just like "wtf...how did i get on this bench" then looked to my left and realized that it was the park across the street from my house lol im not sure how long i was in the park

 

he fails, but it sounds like he probably had a fun time either way

 

Thats kinda funny, lesson here don't smoke if your gonna have to walk in the dark by yourself.

 

lol that'l sober ya up

 

Haha I have a little trouble finding my way back to the familiar sometimes when visiting places I haven't been before. Especially when I was high when i arrived. I usually just end up calling the person and asking how the hell to get out of there. The other night my friend and I went to a party at a friends apartment in a gigantic apartment community. Well we learned that another one of our friends was smoking at someone's apartment in the same community just a little down the way so we walked there. We ended up not leaving till like 3 or 4 am and had the hardest time finding where we parked cause all the little roads and apartment buildings and trees were exactly the same. So we wandered around for a while till we finally found it. Happens to the best of us haha.

 

he said he was so stoned he was pretending he was a soldier in vietnam and he had to be quiet because it was a stealth mission, so he walked really slowly and carefully...

i'd say he was pretty baked when he left.

 

I hate when that happens. Trying to do something that might take an hour could take so much longer!

 

Haha that reminds me of the time I got really stoned and layed outside on top of my car and listened to the big annual fireworks show on the forth of july. I live close to where they do it and it's so loud, felt like I was a soldier hiding somewhere near the battlefield. Crazy haha.