seven blunts full of shit weed that cost me enough money to
effectively lead people to believe that i should wear a helmet when
outdoors.
since i've been home (last wednesday, 4am), i've smoked eight blunts
full of quality weed that cost me absolutely nothing because i have
friends and acquaintances that actually like me and/or are generally
generous decent human beings. so, at the risk of sounding like the
spunky, "too cool for school" teenager with the sunglasses, backwards
hat, and righteously rebellious attitude that screenwriters refuse to
let be a dying archetype:
Home: 1
Job Corps: 0
…totally rad, dude.
