Why Dumb Stoners Will Never Rule The Planet
March 28th 2007 06:39
Yesterday, I skipped all my classes for two reasons.
1: It was a birthday present to myself.
2: I got stoned and couldn't be bothered going.
That second reason there, that's the reason I don't do a lot of things. It's the reason I didn't go to any classes today (despite the best intentions), it's the reason I'm broke, and it's the reason I'm gonna stress out later tonight.
Not going to any classes is sort of a grey area with me. Sometimes I won't feel guilty about doing it, other times I'll do it and feel like shit. Whatever the reaction, I still miss a big chunk of my classes.
Being broke sucks more dick than a Mexican brothel during spring break. Most of the reason I'm broke is because I'm spending a fortune of drugs this weekend. 6 points of speed sets me back around 150-160 dollars, (at least) pingers adds up to at least $100, plus I have to fit some weed in there somewhere, and whippets if I can find a new cream bulb gun. I will also need bus fares, glow sticks, chewing gum and bottled water, and I have no idea how I'm gonna afford that shit. Some alcohol would be nice too.
It gets worse. Yes, this weekend will be special, one way or another. However, I'm skipping work tonight (because I can't be bothered going and have assignments to do) and on monday (because I have 2 assignments and a midsemester on monday), so I won't get paid next week either. That means as of sunday the 1st, I'll be broke until wednesday the 11th. 10 days of being dead broke is a new thing for me, i normally dont go more than a week. How will I cope? Time will tell.
As for stressing out later tonight, I'm gonna smoke some more pot and in all fairness will probably (once again) not start my essay, of which there are two which should be done before friday. Fuck.
And that, dear readers, is why dumb stoners will never rule the world. If it's a choice between ruling a planet or smoking some cones, guess which option we'll choose?
That's right. Case closed.
1: It was a birthday present to myself.
2: I got stoned and couldn't be bothered going.
That second reason there, that's the reason I don't do a lot of things. It's the reason I didn't go to any classes today (despite the best intentions), it's the reason I'm broke, and it's the reason I'm gonna stress out later tonight.
Not going to any classes is sort of a grey area with me. Sometimes I won't feel guilty about doing it, other times I'll do it and feel like shit. Whatever the reaction, I still miss a big chunk of my classes.
Being broke sucks more dick than a Mexican brothel during spring break. Most of the reason I'm broke is because I'm spending a fortune of drugs this weekend. 6 points of speed sets me back around 150-160 dollars, (at least) pingers adds up to at least $100, plus I have to fit some weed in there somewhere, and whippets if I can find a new cream bulb gun. I will also need bus fares, glow sticks, chewing gum and bottled water, and I have no idea how I'm gonna afford that shit. Some alcohol would be nice too.
It gets worse. Yes, this weekend will be special, one way or another. However, I'm skipping work tonight (because I can't be bothered going and have assignments to do) and on monday (because I have 2 assignments and a midsemester on monday), so I won't get paid next week either. That means as of sunday the 1st, I'll be broke until wednesday the 11th. 10 days of being dead broke is a new thing for me, i normally dont go more than a week. How will I cope? Time will tell.
As for stressing out later tonight, I'm gonna smoke some more pot and in all fairness will probably (once again) not start my essay, of which there are two which should be done before friday. Fuck.
And that, dear readers, is why dumb stoners will never rule the world. If it's a choice between ruling a planet or smoking some cones, guess which option we'll choose?
That's right. Case closed.
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Comment by Mark Schultz
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It's 37 minutes past midnight, and i still havent started my assignment.
I ended up getting drunk and smoking some pot. Story of my fucking life.
God, sometimes I disappoint myself. Shit.