i love taking the pot
i consider myself a former pothead because (1) i don't spend money on it, (2) i don't have it in my house, and (3) i don't smoke it every day.
that being said... i've gotten stoned several times in the past couple weeks. i've smoked two bowls at my friend's house while watching 'six feet under' and i've rolled two joints out of the stash she and i "found" in my former boss's daughter's bedroom.
last night's stoner session reminded me why i love being high. i was coming off of a bad day at work (a queeny coworker was rude to me) and i had a pretty massive headache and the beginnings of a cold.
what better remedy than a nice fat joint?
i rolled it while talking to my grandpa on the phone about my car problems. so happy talking to him... so happy knowing i'd be stoned soon. after i hung up, i went outside and smoked half the joint as i stood in front of the pool (i'm still house-sitting for the former boss). i had a beautiful view of downtown l.a.. the night was so warm and quiet. the perfect setting.
i went inside not quite sure that i'd really done the deed. 'i don't feel stoned,' i thought. so i turned on the t.v. and watched the first 10 minutes of 'the daily show.' john kerry was the guest, and just as he was coming on i hit 'pause' on the tivo and grabbed my car keys. sailing down through the hollywood hills (listening to my new favorite dolly album), i headed for the local in 'n out and ordered a super-tasty, super-fattening double-double. yeah... i had definitely done it. i was stoned. so stoned. so very deliciously stoned.
while i was sitting in the drive-through, my friend called my cell sounding all drunk and happy. she had just come out of a concert and was driving right past the in 'n out. she pulled into the parking lot and sat in my car listening to dolly with me as i ate my burger.
i drove back up to the house and watched kerry. and got really sad about the possibility that we might lose this thing. then i realized 'you're just stoned' and turned to the olympics. i watched the decathalon, ate half a jar of olives, and went to bed.
why can't we all just be stoned all the time?
that being said... i've gotten stoned several times in the past couple weeks. i've smoked two bowls at my friend's house while watching 'six feet under' and i've rolled two joints out of the stash she and i "found" in my former boss's daughter's bedroom.
last night's stoner session reminded me why i love being high. i was coming off of a bad day at work (a queeny coworker was rude to me) and i had a pretty massive headache and the beginnings of a cold.
what better remedy than a nice fat joint?
i rolled it while talking to my grandpa on the phone about my car problems. so happy talking to him... so happy knowing i'd be stoned soon. after i hung up, i went outside and smoked half the joint as i stood in front of the pool (i'm still house-sitting for the former boss). i had a beautiful view of downtown l.a.. the night was so warm and quiet. the perfect setting.
i went inside not quite sure that i'd really done the deed. 'i don't feel stoned,' i thought. so i turned on the t.v. and watched the first 10 minutes of 'the daily show.' john kerry was the guest, and just as he was coming on i hit 'pause' on the tivo and grabbed my car keys. sailing down through the hollywood hills (listening to my new favorite dolly album), i headed for the local in 'n out and ordered a super-tasty, super-fattening double-double. yeah... i had definitely done it. i was stoned. so stoned. so very deliciously stoned.
while i was sitting in the drive-through, my friend called my cell sounding all drunk and happy. she had just come out of a concert and was driving right past the in 'n out. she pulled into the parking lot and sat in my car listening to dolly with me as i ate my burger.
i drove back up to the house and watched kerry. and got really sad about the possibility that we might lose this thing. then i realized 'you're just stoned' and turned to the olympics. i watched the decathalon, ate half a jar of olives, and went to bed.
why can't we all just be stoned all the time?
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