Tuesday, June 24, 2008

I am rolling a blunt right now

"June 9 2008. Time – 7:31 AM.

Toscana is quieter than I have ever fucking heard it been ever. I’ve been studying and intermittently smoking bowls of weed for the past 9 hours. Did I mention I took Adderall at the beginning? 5mg to start, plus another 5mg an hour later. It is now time for me to consume another 5mg. Thanks a lot, Cornelius.

June 11 2008. Time -1:30 AM.

Jason, Mike, Harry, Corn, Me, and Gene. 5/6 are baked. We just picked up a 40 sack of ‘ white widow’ despite our claims of sobriety for finals week. Oh well. Preparing to make Spider-Man video.

June 19 2008. 1:49AM

Spider-Man video never made. Harry, Bryan, Gene, Me. We’ve been getting really baked cause of the zone we picked up yesterday. Security guard rolled by and said: “A bear shits in the woods.” What the fuck? In approximately 7 hours we will be at Disneyland. Our brownie experiment was a success I believe (sunflower oil for the key + see below)"

Gene left on the 22nd. Corn left on the 23rd. Things are really quiet here in the two days that have passed. I feel like I just came out of a giant hotbox that's lasted around 2-3 months. Moment of clarity? Who knows. Much braging was accomplished though-- kudos guys. I'm supposed to be looking for a job right now, but the pharmacy I applied for was way not legit. I guess I'll have to commute back up to LA to the real estate firm. Or crawl back to that valet place that seems to pay so damn well. I think most of you guys know that Amadeus has moved into my house as a summer tenant. Although for the two days he's been moved in, I haven't seen him for more than an hour (I don't think he's been here for more than 2).

Some bad news. Against my better judgment, I lent out my favorite bubbler to my younger cousin for her weekend trip to Vegas. I had my doubts, considering how many beautiful pieces of glass that have broken in the past month (sigh). But alas I trusted her. And then, just today, I get a text message to the effect of "Hey david my friend broke your bubbler." Devastating. I must say goodbye to a fourth broken glassware this month. Let's take a moment of silence for my bubbler, given to me on Christmas of 2007 by my dear cousin Jeannie. Poor guy almost made it to a year. Sure, it can be replaced, but how can you replace sentimental value? However, she did offer me a replacement they picked up in Vegas. Should I take it? It's got a handle and some sort of bug/frog blown onto the pipe that's facing the bowl.



Saturday was quite awesome. Daniel and I drove about an hour through the grueling heat to Old Town Pasadena, where Autolux and the Raveonette's were playing a back to back free concert. Did I mention it was totally free? Not to mention the ridiculous amount of hotties at the event too. Here's a snippet.





If you listen carefully at the beginning of this, you can hear me saying "fuck you" to some idiot photographer who kept blocking my view. He looked like he had no idea who the band was.

Anway, I think me and Chaozy might be hitting up this head shop called "Amsterdam Head Shop." I know, pretty legit right? Even though Cornelius, you are probably there as we speak. And Gene, good to see you are chingoo-ing it up brother. Take pictures if you can mang. Same goes for the rest of you. Peacceeeee

- david

p.s. "sean"

p.s. corn, never forget assy mcgee


p.s. this is a picture of gene in korea.





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