Thursday, March 01, 2007
Drug Ad |12:07 AM| I was just recently a part of a drug ad re-enactment. Eh, better way to start this is that I got busted for my substance abuse problem.
I was bringing over some groceries to a friend's house, and I'd left my own, earlier purchase in one of the bags. My friend zeroes in on it immediately, grabs it, and yells "What is THIS? Why do you have this?!"
Shit. I grinned in what I hoped was a sheepish fashion, while feeling about 11 years old.
"Why are you taking these?" pointedly asked. Ah, man, was she actually a little concerned? Shit.
What would have been awesome(lame) is if I'd replied with what occurred to me at the time, which was "I LEARNED FROM YOU, OKAY! I LEARNED IT FROM WATCHING YOU" but I was caught off guard enough that I couldn't get the wise ass pop-culture reference out.
After a couple "uuhhhs" I said that I had to, that I was studying for the big cert test.
"But you're just taking them for that, you're going to stop?" she asked.
"Oh, of course!" was my truthful reply (I hope).
I had been busted, yet again, for possesion of No-doz. Ruiner of holidays! Destroyer of sleep schedules! Saviour of the San Antonio project! Stimulant of ages!
I need to get back to said cert test, which is why I haven't finished this goddamn shelf thing, that has converted my kitchen into a lumber mill (Highly educational, design and construction wise, though) or finished fixing the damn furry videos.
I shouldn't have gone out for the couple hours I did, but I had to get out of this fiery hell hole, which I'll explain tommorow.
Drug Ad |12:07 AM| I was just recently a part of a drug ad re-enactment. Eh, better way to start this is that I got busted for my substance abuse problem.
I was bringing over some groceries to a friend's house, and I'd left my own, earlier purchase in one of the bags. My friend zeroes in on it immediately, grabs it, and yells "What is THIS? Why do you have this?!"
Shit. I grinned in what I hoped was a sheepish fashion, while feeling about 11 years old.
"Why are you taking these?" pointedly asked. Ah, man, was she actually a little concerned? Shit.
What would have been awesome(lame) is if I'd replied with what occurred to me at the time, which was "I LEARNED FROM YOU, OKAY! I LEARNED IT FROM WATCHING YOU" but I was caught off guard enough that I couldn't get the wise ass pop-culture reference out.
After a couple "uuhhhs" I said that I had to, that I was studying for the big cert test.
"But you're just taking them for that, you're going to stop?" she asked.
"Oh, of course!" was my truthful reply (I hope).
I had been busted, yet again, for possesion of No-doz. Ruiner of holidays! Destroyer of sleep schedules! Saviour of the San Antonio project! Stimulant of ages!
I need to get back to said cert test, which is why I haven't finished this goddamn shelf thing, that has converted my kitchen into a lumber mill (Highly educational, design and construction wise, though) or finished fixing the damn furry videos.
I shouldn't have gone out for the couple hours I did, but I had to get out of this fiery hell hole, which I'll explain tommorow.
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That was an episode of Saved By the Bell. Seriously. Don't ask me how I know this.
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