Marijuana Marathon
Oh, god. I've eaten way too much raw cookie dough. My stomach is very close to splitting open and sharing my innards with the world. Most of the world will be all "Holy shit! That's a lot of cookie dough!" and the rest just won't care...I totally forgot the fact cookie dough expands in the oven. I'll just leave it at that.
Anyways, had a few friends over. Marc was very anxious to smoke. Played video games and watched Fear and Loathing in Los Vegas. I love that movie, and it's even better when you're high. I mean, things just sort of click, like it was the pot that put some bridges between scenes. Everyone then left except for Eric. We continued to smoke and played NHL Hits 2002. It was a very close fuckin' game, but I came out victorious. He, not so much, obviously. Battered and bruised is more like it.
And now i'm falling asleep. I just wish this stomach ach would kindly disappear.
posted by James @ 1:27:00 am
4 Comments:
aaah, the eternal temptation of cookie dough. It isn't called the Devil's food for nothing you know. (even better is space cookie dough. not for the weak)
- Lawrence -
Space cookie dough, you say? Tell me more; I have never heard of this... Where would I be able to acquire some?
Stick to the ice cream!! Ice cream is key ;) mmm...brownie and caramel...*DROOOOOLS*
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xoxo
i got my key. thanks jamesthian.
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