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Sunday, April 25, 2010

munch munch munch

Me - you know, africa never gets a break.
marina (black) - what?
Me - they don't get a break from ... hardships.
marina - *laughs so hard she bends over* yeah, i'm so glad you guys brought us over. i couldn't imagine myself dusty and naked.

ahhhhh.

So, there's this one really nice, cute guy who works where I work. I knew he took drugs, several, because one day, while waiting for the manager to open the doors for us, he got jittery, bit his nails, started tensing up and smacking his thigh, repeatedly, VERY impatient. Kind of like pre-cocaine jitters.
Yesterday night, me and Marina were sitting there and he groaned. Marins turned and asked him how his head was.
He replied, "It's busting." He bent over and put his palms to them. "It's these lights."
Marina joked, "You high?"
Me, "Yeah, are you on something?"
Marina looked at me and smiled, "I was kidding."
I looked at her, "I wasn't."
He mentioned how he was smoking a lot more from his bong... And, I was like, uh, that wouldn't be it... And I know he's on something stronger, he's just not going to admit it.

No one believes I smoke.
Fuck it.
I do look 12-years-old, but it shouldn't matter.

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