a gave me a glass of orange juice with a quarter ounce (I was told) of shrooms in it. as I was drinking it I suddenly became skeptical that I wouldn't trip, but I tripped pretty damn hard. a took some too and was laughing harder than I'd ever heard, and it made me happy. we watched some carl sagan. a put on the lorax and lost his shit five seconds into it. early during my trip, whenever I looked at him, his face looked so alert and bright. he made a face at me when I was returning to the living room. :] later into the night I felt like a big sleepy child. alice in wonderland makes complete sense to me now.

I am so sad to be leaving. I feel like I'll want to take care of my shit right quick and come running (rolling) back to see a.

I miss sushi so much. goddammit, why didn't I get another collar right after it broke? ;-;

'you're a beauty. a train hoppin' beauty.'

ruby red port

I love rolling tobacco.

well I have been getting insanely wasted as of late.

hello. I thought I'd say hello. many, many things have gone on. the latest being that I train hopped solo from utah to nebraska and then hitchhiked from nebraska to my parents' house. I did it all for iron maiden, who I saw (also solo) a few hours ago at summerfest -- fuck yeah. I'm considering moving back here, so I got to thinking about the cityofmilwaukee comm. and so I'm here.

lawrence received my drawing.

ugh, I'm just going crazy.