by EscapePlan9 » Sat Sep 09, 2006 4:46 pm
About finding all these bi/gay women... I think my magic trick is simply the fact that these women are willing to date a tall lanky vegan. This tends to attract girls looking for "less masculine" men... or women.
On another note, I really need to tone down with the smoking. I don't know where my last week went, but it's over now! Part of the problem is I still don't feel like I'm back in school, despite going to classes and taking notes. The first test will give me a rude awakening. I really need to graduate this semester, I can't f*ck around as much as I've been doing the past week. Here's my typical school day (Tuesdays and Thursdays):
Wake up around 10, still feeling a little high from the night before.
Drive to campus around 11:30, have my Psychology - Cognition class for an hour and a half. The teacher has a good sense of humor, so it's alright.
Leave campus. Pick up Taco Bell's 7-layer burrito at the drive-thru paying in exact change every time: $2.15 (I have a lot of change to kill).
Return home. Grab a drink, put on some music/video to smoke to. Load up my bong, Dragonscale, and finish the whole bowl. Then I do whatever my body feels like doing. Video games, movies, guitar, music, lying down, masturbating, whatever.
I have a class at 2:50, Psychology - Learning, but I can't stand going to class. So I skip it with all intents on "just reading the textbook" (It helps that I've taken this exact same class before, just with a different teacher).
My next class is at 4:25, so I'm just chillin at my house until about 4. I drive to campus about half-way through my high, and go to my Astronomy class. The lecturer is awful. He rambles on and on and uses maybe 10% of the class to discuss something relevant to upcoming tests. Whenever I go there high, I am fascinated by everything. Especially checking out women in the class... and this one hole in the ceiling that makes me think little aliens will crawl out of there sometime and reak havoc (it's a fun thought to entertain while high in class).
My friend and I goof off most of the time and I try to contain my laughter at the absurdity of the situations with the teacher rambling on and on. Instead of answering questions with this PRS (Personal Response System) clicker, I just type in messages like "FATTY.PIE" and "QUIET.FATTY" (there's no space key on the clicker, the teacher is fat, and there's limited space). Good fun!
I come home and cook some dinner while I'm sobering up. Before I eat again, I smoke another bowl. Why? Because food always tastes better when high!
Then who knows what happens?