The Thread of Ultimate Conversing.

one of my good friends lives up there and goes to northern.

 

That's cool

 

Yeah I don't think I will smoke with my sister at the house anymore, I was thinking like Saturday we could take a walk to the park. I worry about getting busted cause if that happens I would get in so much shit cause I am the one smoking her out and am I am some-what older. I feel allot better about my choice. I might take 3 hits at the most. It would be by myself I don’t worry as much when I smoke by myself

 

so I had food poisoning all of yesterday. but later in the day I came down here to my dads house, so I'm here until christmas day.

when I'm here, all I do is lay on the couch. He has a 60" tv and a 360 with like a thousand games, so I just watch movies, sleep, and play video games all day.

 

No 2 hr delay today?..

 

my massage had no happy ending, maybe next time. and im totally not in that other convo, totally bored with race relations.
. im tired

 

haha not today.

 

I really do have some great farts going on this morning...Almost a shame to go to sleep..

 

Just had the worst nightmare. I have had reoccuring dreams that I overdose.

I was at this native american reservation with my mom and my friend Patrick, and all outside were these mud pits and all these little native american kids we just standing around the mud pits drowning each other expressionless. Then, I was in the pool at this place, and fucking Michael Phelps stole my towel and dove into the water with it. And I was PISSED. And went back to my cabin. My mom was all strung out on drugs and started yelling at me saying I wasn't welcomed in her home. At that point, I started doing line after line and in my dream my nose was fucking on fire, and the last thing I remember is watching a native american boy drown his little brother in the mud pit. Then I woke up within my dream strapped to an emergency room table, fighting and kicking, and my neighbor whose a registered nurse was there kissing my forehead as all the doctors were injecting me with stuff. I just kept fighting them, and the more I fought, the tighter they pulled all the restraints so eventually I gave up and passed out.

BOOOO bad dreams

 

Damn thats intenese, My dreams never get that detailed, I usually remember little wierd details about them. But I've never woke up within a dream or anything.

 

i love dreams like that, i call them "inspiration"

 

i cant believe its already christmas eve... wtf

 

I know it feels weird

 

god i hate christmas

 

It doesnt even feel like christmas, I guess it's because I'm getting older.

I finally got the two last things on my shopping list done a couple minutes ago.

It's time for a sesh

 

its snowing which is at least awesome.. so far we have about 2"

 

I'm so fucking bored.

 

2 inches? or 2 feet?

where my dad lives he got 90 inches of snow