Welp, it's been very uneventful.
Work sucks, still... I don't think that will ever change.
I slept eleven hours last night, had very boring dreams about coupons and I hated that I didn't get to save five bucks with my coupon.
I hope those dreams turn into nightmares. I love my nightmares.
Anyway.
Hung out with Emily last night, well, last afternoon.
Went over to John's, again, and his girlfriend was there - she's from California.
She doesn't like me... It's so obvious, but she's cool about it.
She supposedly knits and she had stuff to say about mine, haha. Not that I cared - I was too far gone to care. I haven't been that high in ages.
Seriously.
I smoked way too much.
BUT.
The girls, Emily and John's girlfriend went to the minit mart to buy cigarettes (I think I'm the only one who doesn't smoke) and I was left with their men.
Hahahahahahaha.
They were talking about 2012 and John thought our technology IS FROM ALIENS.
wtf, right?
Then he continued, "And when they show up at our front door, they'll all be like, 'Take me to your leader.'" He used some stereotypical voice imitation.
Jonny laughed and told him, "No, man, they wouldn't sound like that."
I laughed.
John said, "You're right, they would be more suave." And he imitated a James Bond voice, 'That's right, lovely, take me to your leader.'
Still makes me laugh.
There are other things you had to be there for, ugh.
It was more fun than I thought it would be.
As I was driving to Book Gallery, I was freaking out. I just had a buzzkill moment with my mother - which now doesn't seem all that bad, but still. I was driving and I was doing 49 in a 55. It seemed I was driving at lightening speed. There was this car behind me and I was freaking out it was a cop following me (I've had that happen, ugh)... So, I signal for the other lane.
The car passed me and sure enough, it was a cop.
SO, freaking out about not being able to drive straight, or sober-like, was useless.
I passed the ultimate test, haha.
I was fine from there on.
BUT, as the alien conversation was happening, I was texting MOZE.
Below is an indication of how high I was:
MOZE - What day did you send your package off?
Me - Haa what package?
MOZE - What ever you sent me. When did you send me whatever it is you sent?
Me - I don't remembering sending the package of any kind.
MOZE - Okay. I got confused last week then. Either that or i superimposed a different conversation onto you... Which means i have to find out who sent me something....
Me - Haha. I think that's what happened.
MOZE - Fuuuuck. Ima have fun now.
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