eventhorizon451 said: Mycroft is also one of my absolute favorites. I have a question, though. How does he hold his umbrella since he appears to lack arms.
Pansexual, dragon obsessed, reptile loving nerd that speaks in tongues in the middle of nowhere with friends that can compete with Samwise.
If it’s one thing that pisses me off the most, it’s the people that don’t understand stoner etiquette, including but not limited to;
1. ONE PUFF, THEN PASS
2. Just because I have weed, doesn’t mean you can smoke it.
3. If you can’t pay for your own weed, offer to pay for something later, dinner, alcohol, cigarettes, whatever.
There’s obviously so much more but these are the ones that piss me off the most. Don’t be that guy. I will know to avoid you in the future.
Okay, so I want to kind of tell people about the birthday week insofar. It might be boring for some but hey, I loved it.
On Monday, work was kind of shitty in the sense that I hate my coworkers and life would be so much better if they recycled them (but I guess I have to live by the theory maybe its me, not them but I highly doubt it) and I read my phone to see that I got a text message.
so I got off work and met up with them and they said “pack it and then we’ll cruise a little bit” so I did. And oh my god did I. I tried to pass it and they said “no, that’s your bowl”
I thought they were kidding, nope. I finished that thing off by myself and then I started talking, and I didn’t stop for nearly two hours. I couldn’t stop. I talked about fucking everything. Usually when I smoke, I’m kind of quiet, I’m more of a listener than usual, and good music (and slight paranoid) only makes me quieter. However, this time, ladies and gentlemen, it was my turn.
It was one of the most cathartic nights of my life. This particular person and I have been friends for four years now and we went through a lot together; not in a crazy dysfunctional “we fight and make up every week” way, but we have had fights but it was never anything that made me think “why am I friends with them again?” Sincerely, this person made me quite a bit of what I am today, I used to be a lot more emotional, I know, save your surprised faces.
Then they got on my level and it just got so bad (meaning very good) from there. I laughed until I cried twice, I dropped my phone countless numbers of times, I made really stupidly honest comments and I felt like we connected on a level that somehow the universe knew what was going on.
And I still didn’t stop talking. I know I’m a pretty talkative person in general but I swear that I just got straight up high. My entire being was focused on the fact that I didn’t want to do anything but love and tell people how much I love them and listen to really lovey music.
So, I got out of the car at about midnight and I went through guided meditated for the first time since my last breakup, which isn’t something that I’ve thought about in a really long time. It was awesome. I forgot how much I loved it (or maybe that was the weed talking). Either way, it was great. I suggest smoking a birthday bowl with your best high school friend and talk about your life with them.
tl;dr- smoked a bowl with my bff, soul bonded, meditated, follow in my footsteps
And if you’re curious, this is the meditation that I listened to.