This is too good.

http://hightimes.com/news/ht_admin/5686

83% of the 415 people cited this year for public use of marijuana have refused to pay the fine set forth with the citation. GOLDEN. How late-80s/early90s fuck-tha-police.

But really, did we expect this to create a lot of revenue? I mean, as stated in the article, it costs $250 to have an officer appear in court, if someone were actually doing something wrong, I'm sure they'd spend the $250 to have them there, however, they're not and so it goes.

bong bong bong.

I'm sipping on a cup of Yogi tea, watching what feels like my millionth episode of law and order. I've probably watched a dozen episodes today alone. I've been having a rough time hence the hibernation. I spent most of the day smoking in bed, sleeping. Probably not the best thing, but right now it seems pretty comfortable and comforting.

My laziness has lead to some nasty smelling bong water. I'm going to go ahead and say that changing your bong water frequently enough is important. Very important. I can smell it when I pour it down the sink, and it is vulgar. Every 3 bowls is what I've been aiming for, been a little lazy over the last few days but that's one thing I'm going to drag my ass outta bed for.

How often do you change your bong water? Ever? Do you not regret it immensely when you spill it on you and it reeks up everything? Can I get an amen?

Whoops.

Please, please, pleaseeee don't hate me. I went to Texas and kind of fell off the face of the earth. It was a much needed vacation. I visited Lake LBJ, went to Schlitterbahn Resort in New Braunfels, and spent some wonderful time in Corpus Christi just in time for the death of native, Farrah Fawcett. I also bought a new bong.



(Look at mah cool dress) I don't know what to name it, usually I like to name them before I smoke out of them, but I'm having trouble settling on a good name. I was thinking Gustav, because it reminds me of my Klimt print, but I kind of wanted to name it something Texan-y like, fuck I dunno, Bake-os Bill after Pecos Bill or something. Ugh, forget it. Too hard to do when taking bong rips.

I got another bong, but thats for a completely different post. I'm back in Boston now and I have this great dealer who delivers and gives heavy bags. Isn't that a treat! I hope they stay around for a while. Dealers never seem to last longer than a couple of months, if that.

Okay, I'm off to enjoy some alone time in the apartment. Stay stoned.

I'm an awful blogger!

I'm sorry I suck so much lately. After the move things got a little legal, if you know what I mean, so I've been doing damage control/unpacking/working to pay for moving related things. I should have a bit more free time starting next week since my vacation in Texas starts on Thursday.

You'll be happy to know I'm working to perfect a new stoner recipe, Macaroni and Cheese Enchiladas! It's still a work in progress though, I need my grandmother's enchilada sauce recipe to make it just right.

Bud has been delicious. The Queen B left me her grinder and bowls until she moves to uni in London, so I've had a grinder and it's been wonderful. I have been smoking a lot more though... it's kind of give and take I guess.

My kitchen is a mess, missing my boyfriend and working so much has driven me to the ends. I'm in a low, and I'm trying to eat myself out of it (haha, please keep your mind out of the gutter). Buying that whole cheesecake was a mistake. I need to try not to eat anymore of it until I leave. I've been averaging two slices a night. Anyway, so I eat too much and have to lay down and fall asleep before I can blog. Sleeping has been my new favorite activity lately too. I slept from 1 a.m. until 2 p.m. today and I feel... well very hungry, a little stoney, and very reluctant to get up and go to work... in 45 minutes. Gross.

Who the hell said stoners were lazy?

BUSY is the name of the game folks. Even with my other half in the LDN I'm constantly on the go. Today is my second day at my internship and I'm sitting here blogging. Ha.

Today I helped shoot promo material, timed another promo shoot, and did little odds and errands. It's actually pretty fun, and a hell of a lot more enjoyable than work.

Tomrrow is my day off. Thank the Lord, I really--


I saved this is in my drafts and it's Saturday now. Tomorrow I'm supposed to move all my stuff out of my room but, I hurt my knee so I don't know exactly how well that's going to go. I need to get someone to help me out... Struggles. I need to do laundry realllllllly badly. Ugh, the stairs are going to kill my knee tomorrow. I don't see how on earth I can get better when I still have to move and work and have no days to rest.

I just called into see about shortening my shift. Wish me luck. I'm going a little bit crazy here. I need to pick up today. The stress of my knee, moving, work and interning is ridiculous. And missing my boyfriend is a full time job that never really gets any easier.

Wait and see as this story develops...

It's been so long...

Sorry for the hiatus. Finals happened and then my life became my job. Starting next week I'll be interning twice a week, working 43days a week, and hopefully will be doing a whole lot of nothing, smoking and blogging.

After the move that is. I'm moving to a deluxe apartment in the sky. No, really, I got a sick deal to sublet the queen bee's apartment and I'm gonna do it. Move out of this shithole and enjoy my summer living ALONE.

I've been smoking hash for the last week and a half. It was too hard to find weed the last week of school so I just bought the hash... It's great.

Yesterday I went to six flags and got on a rollercoaster stoned. ANTICLIMACTIC. It was so not scary. I was at total peace. I mean, I screamed and shit, and it was a little scary I guess, but cause I was stoned it was just so chill and pleasant, haha. Smoked in the parking lot.

I'm smoking now. I would keep blogging, but I'm in a funk, and I just wanted to let you know I'm alive and will be back in action soon!

Eh.

I've been a little depressed lately. Shit happens, you know. Not even smoking is bringing me up.

I know the cause of all this is stress, so I'm going to start doing a little 'gardening,' if you catch my drift. Should be fun! In addition to gardening, I'm going to take more time to do things I like (reading magazines for one), light shopping, and cooking. Summers coming up and it looks like this internship thing may fall through, and if I'm just going to be working and chilling, I can at least try to be constructive about it. I should read more. Any book recommendations? I like things like Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close and Middlesex. I read a few books last summer, I should do the same thing again.

So, in my spare time, I'm a journalism student. Lately, I've been wondering "can I be an intern at High Times or Cannabis Culture?" I even had a dream I went to a type of Stoner Temp Agency and they had candy bowls filled with red Starbursts and a lobby with work from 'renowned stoners.' If only such a place existed!

I should be studying, I'm not. I can't motivate myself. I can't get up. I just want to eat. Watch TV. Be a little empty. I don't care about my exam tomorrow. I don't have to be in class til 2 p.m. so I can reasonably put it off til morning, right?