i just saw evil dead. i don't know if it was the 8 beers i had or if it was really that entertaining, but i couldn't wipe the grin off my face. gory as fuck with just the right amount of cheese sprinkled in.
i also fucked up and had 3 hits off a bowl last week. it had been 3 months and it was just the few hits but i'm nervous. last friday i had the job interview i've been waiting for and it seemed to go well but the lady told me the process could take up to 10 weeks (state job) and i said fuck it. she gave me a tour of the place and everything. the only reason i'm not worried about the 10 weeks is because it took almost 3 months after i put in my application for me to get the interview, but fuck. i'm going to go on a rampage if they don't make me take a piss test after all this torture. i couldn't smoke on my 30th birthday, i'm not going to be able to smoke on 4/20, and i might not get to smoke until a few weeks into summer. this is fucking bullshit. fucking grown adults not being able to smoke a little herb. imagine people getting turned down for jobs because they had a beer LAST FUCKING MONTH. it's fucking obscene.
never been to the east coat so I'm super excited.
