Hahaha, yeah right. If I had seen this last night, I probably would have posted crazy pics to freak her out and make her more paranoid. Oh, all in good faith of course.
Oh man that was a hard lesson to learn last night. I went from paranoid, to cleaning the kitchen and vaccuming, to making a lemon glazed pund cake and then wondering why the hell I made it. One hit only in the future...man it is different.
Hey you survived!!! Haha, well, at least you got a clean floor and kitchen along with a pound cake out of it...
now, I am feeling GREAT!!!!! I feel calm and am stoked that I only need a little bit. The place was so cool. It almost seemed like a dream. It was painted blue with clouds all over. I got: an eigth of strawberry cough an eighth of super silver haze an eigth of something they call mid-grade a small piece of hash and a piece of pot butter cake. It was way better than clothes shopping even or yarn shopping.
haha the pound cake is soooooo gross. Man, what was I thinking last night. The juice and zest of 7 lemons are not automatically better than one.
Oh I forgot to mention. The doctor didn't show up at the clinic in Sac, so they made my appooitment free, but I had to drive to Oakland for it, which was a long drive, but I love oakland so it's okay, but still, I drove 600 miles yesterday. I really feel like a latte this morning, but I don't wanna drive 3 miles to starbucks-that's how much I feel like I drove yesterday. Never want to get in a car again. So on top of driving 650 miles for work last week, I drove almost 1300 miles last week! Isn't that nuts?
I soooooo wish that you me, Marie and Fitzy could all have a fire in the backyard tonight and smoke and eat over lemony pound cake.
shit. i don't know where i put the pot at. i cant remember. i remember getting super parpanoid last ngiht and hiding it.