I am stoned. The first doink leading into a three day weekend hits a little different. Even if Dallas is choking to Edmonton tonight.
I want a chezbooghar, but I also do not want to deal with driving. I do not want to pay a 30% tax on my laziness to have it brought to me, like the pontiff I am deserves.
Woe is me.
Guess I will load my bong with a melange of flower and hash, And ask the Sacred Capybara if I should give in to my mortal wants, or if a foreign "shmancy" Shin Ramen will suffice (two fiddy a pack. im a baller).
I really should have gone to the store last weekend, but I have a mental block of going to the store unless there is an immediate threat of no morning coffee. Same general motivation for deciding if dishes need to be done.
Maybe I will do it for the economy....