| The magic of mushrooms |
[27 Jan 2008|03:09pm] |
Jarrod came over last night and we did mushrooms. I was all prepared for them to taste so bad that I wouldn't want them but to me they kind of taste like a peanut butter. It took longer than an hour for mine to hit me and when they did I was just laughing at everything, seeing the patterns on my couch kind of glow, and then kept seeing Jarrod kind of blur and shadow. So obviously anything like that is cool with me. It was a little after 4 when I tried to sleep. From 4 to 4:30 when I heard David come home seemed like it took forever. Then I'm laying there and I'm amazed at how amplified everything sounded. Maybe he was just that drunk and loud but I doubt it. I heard him like crashing up the steps and slamming the hamper lid shut from over my mom's. Then I went back to sleep and all was well.
Today I have cramps and feel like death. Obviously this is why I was in a horrible "I'll kill you if you even smile at me" kind of mood all week. This is why being a girl sucks. Guys have it so easy and they don't even know it.
I'm glad I have nothing to do today.
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