Oct. 7th, 2010
Riverwalk, where else?
I dedicate this entry to being blown.
This is the most clear headed high I've ever had.
It's simply amazing.
I feel so... keen... so calm.
Heightened.
High.
I mixed about a fourth of a cig and half a bowl's worth of Dunegrass Chronic.
Fucked me three ways to Sunday at first.
But tonight - tonight is good.
I just went out on a photo shoo of the cit at night, which might be a causing factor in my current contentment.
Johnny Flynn also helps.
That's the thing I love and hate about being stoned.
It's never the same twice! There are so many factors involved!
Currently, the weed is lingering in the back of my throat
eyes
brain
A mellow, quiet friend
While the tobacco is exciting
passionate
intense
That only lasts so long.
She's like weed.
He's like nicotine.
Time for more of both.
As a side note, I've gotten really prime at putting eye drops in.
I don't even have to use two hands anymore.
"Look, ma! One hand!" said the future exhibitionist.
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