#Winning

I've got cookies and a cup with my name on it.

Who are you playin with boy!?!?!?!

Aw shit...

I just spent like half an hour typing out the most beautiful blog post... and then blogger had an error after I hit "submit", and I didn't save that shit... so it's gone.

Oh well.

It's kinda weird, having not been high in a month (long story...), now that I can smoke again (and no I didn't get flicked) it's almost like... I don't really want to. I have a pack in my box across the room, and some papers in the drawer right next to me... but I really just don't really feel like smoking. And I guess I've kind of enjoyed the last five weedless-weeks. They were nice in a way.

I'm not really sure to explain it though... but after not being high for over a month, I feel different. I'm not sure if it's in a good way or a bad way either. but whatever.

With no Hennesey, and no reefer
give em a hand, he came from hand me down sneakers...

Uh... Fuck.

A couple days ago my dude said his favorite part of women is their arm fat.

In a way I agree. Girls with nice arms are the shit.

I don't really know what defines nice arms... but I know em when I see em.