I just realized something! Okay. As I recently pointed out, today is August 8, 2008, right? Well, I've been without pot for, like, a week now. But I scrounged up the neglected pot in my stash tins. Stash tins that have been building up for eight years. I started smoking on my twelfth birthday & I'm twenty now. So, Eight years of smoking, on August 8th, 2008, when I had absolutely no pot! See? This day is a magical day! I feel like I need to really celebrate now. It feels like the birthday that I've never had. It's awesome. See? The eight's are prevalent today. Oh, the eights!
I'm telling you maaaan. The eight's were onto something here. I bet it's like one of those Mayan Prophesy things. I bet it has something to do with 2012, man.
8's my lucky number. At work today, when I cashed out I had 8 ones, 8 fives, 8 tens, and 4 twenties ($80) Also, my best friends name means "8" and I just called her and she was listening to the same beatles song I was listening to and apparently, we both had been listening to that album over and over today without knowing it. SPPOOOOOOOKY
what's her name? and to the op, is today your birthday? if not you haven't technically been smoking for 8 years...just to rain on your parade. my best friend is obsessed with the number 8.
Fuck I don't want to wait all the way till 2012, that would suck. 2010 would be the year to shoot for, right in the middle of the next president's first term.