i find it almost humorous that i've smoked for the last two days after work, then got really productive, called people, set up stuff, got stuff DONE, and not one person has suspected that i've been under the influence of ANYTHING, even my roommates. how fucking random.
i've been all secretive about it. i'm so lame. i spray stuff and do it quick, then hula hoop for awhile, get the bad part over and then i'm just chill as hell.
i find it weird when i think of people who have never done drugs. i mean...i am definetly not a drug person by any means, but i certainly get on better with those who have..i guess i just get them..i used to want to be a drug councelor before i realized that i was majorly fucked up and needed therapy myself.
what am i rambling about?

i need a nap. i have another date tonight. he's nice but i don't want to go. i've stopped shaving and i don't want to have to feel ugly about it. yet.

more later. i have loads to say but i really need to lie down...