What the fuck is happening?
 

I am experiencing one of the most surreal days I've ever had in my entire life.

It started out by going to a venue, which I rarely ever go to, to see Pedro the Lion, whose music I've never listened to. The show was pretty good, I suppose. I'm not really thinking about that right now. When the show was over at 12-ish, we hopped in the car and drove about 75 miles to Daytona to visit a guy named Lorin. The expedition originally entailed tripping on some acid. This turned me off, since I don't feel like doing acid 50 miles away from home. It turned out, Lorin could not get the acid, so we would just hang out. THis was perfectly fine by me, so I graciously accepted the invitation to go with them.

We meet lorin and his friend who kind of looked like Teller of Penn and Teller at a 7-11 at around 2am and we head to the beach and spend about 2 hours just fucking around on the beach in the middle of the night. I've enver done something so beautiful. It was amazing. The roaringly crashing waves and the vividly starry sky just made for a wonderful setting.

It is here that I am informed of 'Plan B'. Lorin's friend knows of a place to get shrooms and I'm all like 'god damn it. i dont want to watch people trip'. We follow lorin and his friend through dark, winding roads and we park at a Motel 6. We walk across the street into a fucking cowpasture. I was under the impression that lorin's friend has connections. I was sorely mistaken. We were searching PILES OF COW SHIT FOR SHROOMS.

Luckily, the search was unsuccessful so we all headed back to Lorin's crib, where I am right now. I went to sleep for about 3 hours, and I swear yto god the fucking cat must have slept on my god damn face or something, because my nose is running like a faucet and i can barely open my eyes. Fucking feline piece of shit cocksucker dick head piece of shit cunt on a stick shit fuckbag full of shit.

I was also informed that I'm not going to be able to get back home until late tonight. I had plans, which will have to be cancelled. I was looking forward to lunching with Liz, Adam and Chrissy, but I will have to miss it because I am stuck with a bunch of fuckups bent on tripping and a cat that uses my allergenic weakness againsat his to downgrade my degree of happiness.

i want to go home.

god DAMN IT TO FUCK. Lroin and Brian went out to look for more shrooms and they found a fucking shitload. I fucking want to go home. This sucks.

do some shrooms

oh, you're such a whiner


take it easy.

shut up you grease ball. How can you tell me to 'take it easy' when I'm in the apartment of some guy I've never met before that I'll share with 5 other people who are tripping 75 miles from home?

i've never heard such whining. Think about the people who are starving in the world right now.

Re: What the fuck is happening?
 

Re: What the fuck is happening?
 

Aw, shut up!

:rofl: :rofl: :rofl:

man these are the nights that you look back on and smile at no matter how good or bad they were

:cheers:

is there anyone you can call to pick you up?

This gives you a reason to be greatful for your new vehicle once you can drive it. You wont have to rely on idiots to bring you home way later than expected. AND if your friends are drinking and you dont want to, it gives you an excuse to leave early. "sorry, im driving... sorry, this is boring. cya".

the people have spoken.

I feel your pain. I've been in similar situations.

****** I think you are cool.

I guarantee that this experience is something you'll look back on in a years time and think "fuck those were good times"
Just relax and enjoy whatever your crazy friends end up doing.

hRn

So he hates it now, but he's gonna look back on it and think 'GOOD TIMES!'?

JB, if you're really stuck and these people aren't planning on going home anytime soon, you might as well autopilot back yourself. Get a train or something

you know it's time to leave when you're applauded by the local psycho.

you saw pedro? god i love that band, me and liz saw them at the metro a couple of weeks ago :)

nice one

The Jazz are preparing to win the NBA title.... THAT'S WHAT IS HAPPENING!

fuck that, just eat some mushrooms and have a good time, if you cant do what you want to do or be where you want to be, make the best out of what you have.

I had never heard them before, so it was a cool experience to experience their music for the first time live. I was impressed, but not as much as I was by Seldom, one of the opening bands. God, I loved them so much. My friend Brian bought the CD and we listened to it all weekend. I'm in love. I spoke to the singer/songwriter after the show. His name is Yuuki. I hugged him. It was great.

:(

Sounds like an annoying setback in your itinerary.

Pretty much, yes.