Me and my roommate have both had HORRIBLE fucking days. She slept through class, spilled a whole cup of mcdonalds coffee on her lap, and didnt realize she had to work. I'm sick as a fucking dog, and had to spend my night on a 25ft tall platform spraying de-icer onto a plane in the POURING rain.
Now, we both get home and the the dope dealer flakes out on us, again. After calling us and telling us how good his weed was, and that he'd drop it off after work. We've called a bunch of people tonight, but everyone was drunk or didnt have what we needed.
Its been obvious all night the people downstairs were having a big party. Drunk people all over the hallways, loud music, etc. Thats cool, we have parties too. We know and party with almost all the other people in the building, but the people downstairs just moved in, so we havent had a chance to meet them. We've been assuming they're just chaches, 'cause they're trendy frat-boys. Not really our crowd.
But we decided it couldnt hurt to go down and ask if they knew where we could get some. We decided that she would go down, since its a house full of boys, and she's a pretty hot girl. She went down and came back a minute later, saying the guys were coming up and one of them would hook us up. He didnt have alot to sell, but sold us a dime bag, which is cool for the night. It helps that he was fucking TRASHED, and gave us probably 2.5 grams of some pretty good weed. Apparently his frat had lost a bet w/ another frat and had to provide a keg party at their expense.
Moral of the story. Dont be afraid to go meet new people. It turns out these people we thought were suckers are actually kinda cool. And make sure someone is drunk when they weigh out a bag.
-------------------- After one comes, through contact with it's administrators, no longer to cherish greatly the law as a remedy in abuses, then the bottle becomes a sovereign means of direct action. If you cannot throw it at least you can always drink out of it. - Ernest Hemingway If it is life that you feel you are missing I can tell you where to find it. In the law courts, in business, in government. There is nothing occurring in the streets. Nothing but a dumbshow composed of the helpless and the impotent. -Cormac MacCarthy He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God. - Aeschylus
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