Well, maybe I've had a few.. perhaps this is a new insight into life.. I don't know.. I've had a few, right?
See, I can't even keep my eyes open. I am writing this with my eyes closed, hoping I am not making any typos. Every time I close my eyes, the world spins, and my mental picture of everything gets funny. I then open my eyes suddenly and find I can't focus on any damn thing.
My roommate is playing counterstrike. Bang Bang, all the time.. BanG Bang Bang BangBand BaNg BAng Bang Bang Bang Bng. Tit tit tit Tit tTit tit, banb bang, reload, bang bang, click bang Bant, Bang, Cha cha cha tit tit tit tit, Bang Bang. All the freakin' time.Preacher likes shootin' shit. Hey, what can he do besides?
Wilson's dorm is huge. His roommate is neat, she is a witch (soltice coming soon?). She burned some nifty stuff, and burned stuff. She has a parrot. Her parrot gets stoned easily.
Who's got my ludes?
Tit tit tit.. Mother bitch!.. cha cha tit tit tit bang bang bang ban.. Aaagh.
I saw someone selling opium today. He had a shirt on with a big X on the front. On the back it said "Hah-Cha!" in chinese characters. When I first saw his backpack, it looked like a jet-pack from a movie.. big cones and stuff, with a round exhaust on the bottom? It was just shadows in creases that made me think that.wilson and mc need more opiates..
Good night.