So I am currently off in the deep wilderness of some state camping park. Lucky for me however my brother has a cell phone that doubles as a WiFi hotspot, so I am not left with out my precious internet. Now don't take me for one one who does not enjoy the outdoors and can't live without internet, but it is just more fun then watching my brothers, and their friends get wasted while one bitch continues to give me ungodly amounts of shit asking who brought me, and how I am worthless, and then asks me to do her favors. Stupid worthless sloshed whore oh how I hope you drown in a pool of your precious liquor, and your inevitable vomit. We will call this women (and I use that term loosely) Brittney for that is her name, and I couldn't care less if she found this. Then there is David; the wanna be gangster shit head. He is the definition of an alcoholic. He refuses to admit, but I could care less. Sometimes I hope he goes driving, and crashes ending his worthless life. These too of course are the perfect couple, and want to fuck each others brains out, but they treat it as if they are still in elementary school as if it is wrong to like someone, but if they wear to have an offspring I would have to stick a stake though it's black heart so I say it is for the best. The others are okay my brothers are great and my sister in law is very nice. There are two other campers, T and A both are nice, and seem to not mind me so much. So I am here, sober as monk while everyone around me is drunk as all hell. So I decided to tell the story of my legal problems (as asked by Garret) mentioned in my last post. So lets began at the beginning, last year in December'; not sure on the exact date. My friend J and I picked up a few grams of some of the dankest pot we had seen in awhile. We wear set to go too his house once his parents left for the night to go too a basketball game. We decided to light up and cruise around, which is not far from what we do normally. We plan too do this until his parents leave. Fast forward a few hours, and a few smoke sessions we are thoroughly baked, and ready to head to his house too check if they are gone. Now it is around nine or ten at this point. we are in his neighborhood, and down the street near his house I could have sworn I saw a cops lights for a split second. I ask my friend, and he assures me there is no cop. So I continue to drive that way. Next I know I am at 4-way intersection a block away from his house with a car on the other side that I can't make out what it is. As I pass it I see the words "State Cop" on the side of the car. My heart sinks to my colon, and then finds it way out of my body into the smoke filled car as I shit myself in fear. I turn to my friend and tell him I just saw a cop which with him being stoned terrifies him as well. Then we think we see the cop turn, and our hopes rise a little, only to be shot down by the almighty God's lustful cum load as suddenly my car is lit up with flashing red, and blue lights. I pull off to the side and park. Now before I go any further I would like to add a little background to this story. I am a hell of a driver when stoned, which I know "lol but your stoned heyuck derp derp how would you know." I have driven people who wear completely sober around, and they kept asking me if I was really high, or just fucking around all the while I thought I was in a space ship. So back to the story. We rejoin our hero as he is freaking out trying to figure out what he did when suddenly there is a tap at the window. There stood a state trooper, and as I roll down my window a cloud of evidence billows out of my car as if its trying to fuck with me, and get me arrested. So I smile at cop, but not an "I got this" smile but more an "oh please don't notice my eyes" smile. He asks for the usual license and registration. Now this is the first time I have ever been involved with the law in my entire life other then when my brothers dealt with them. So this mixed with the fact that I am as high as I have ever been I have no idea what he means by registration, so my stupid ass hands him my fucking license plate sticker. Then I find it for real and give him that. So he runs me though all of the tests, which is a blur so I can't really get into detail on it, but next I know I am at the hospital getting blood drawn for a drug test. Now mind you I hate needles. None the less go over without a hitch, and then I taken over too the county jail. Where I sit for god know how long. I have to call my mother too pick me up, which is the worst call of my life. Fast forward three months, and I am in court and found guilty for driving while visibly impaired, and possession. Then later I am sentenced too six months probation, three months restricted license,two thousand dollars in court fees, and I have to attend two NA meetings a week. Now with my probation I have a random drug test once a month. Which leads too the legal problem that happened last week. I get a call saying I tested positive for something, but of course they can't tell me what over the phone. Now I had not been doing any pot since the ordeal, but I had been trying DMT which I thought had no drug test for it yet. So I began to freak out, I call my mother, and tell her about all this. She has me go up there too find out what it is. I come to find out I tested positive for my Adderall. So I kinda fucked myself over there XD. I have since sworn off anything tell my time is over, for it is just not worth the risk. So there is my story I did not proof read it because I am tired and just want to post it.

Some Drawings

So I have not posted in awhile do too school, and legal troubles. I decided I would post some drawings I did while I was NOT high. Although my drawings may look like I was baked I assure I was not. Instead I was simply board. Hope you like them.

Please Read

I have recently been watching Spongebob Squarepants, and I have been watching the newer episodes to see if they have ever gotten any better since the downfall of the series after the release of the movie in 2004. The show has run since 1999 tell present day, and the first three seasons of the show wear simply amazing, and so full of life. The jokes wear amazing, the stories so well done, and even quite surreal at times. However after the amazing full length movie, the show took a slow downfall ultimately becoming a simple nose dive into pure idiotic plots, and stereotypical, and even sometime racist characters. The reason for this fall is quite simple. After the release of the movie (which was meant to be a series finale) the original creator and head writer Stephen Hillenburg left the show. Now let me take a moment and shed a little light on this man. Hillenburg is slightly unknown simply because he seemed to want it that way. He seemed to stay out of the spot light, which I find my self very respectful of. It might surprise you to know that he was originally a marine biologist turn animator. He worked for Rocko's Modern Life for a while which can be seen a bit in Spongebob. As for the show it's self I could describe the history but I feel it is best explained in this video. PLEASE WATCH IT.



The show has since become simply put stupid. I miss the days of my childhood when I would be waiting all week, like addicted crack head just to see a new episode of this great show, and now I am confused when I hear it is still on the air let alone making new episodes. They tried to continue the show without the original creator, and as you can see it failed unbelievably. The show is only held afloat by the name. My belief is that they should end the series, but I not in its current dismal state. Instead they should go to Hillenburg, and beg him to create one last movie, but a full length TV movie, for there is no way any of the fans should have to pay to see this after the hellish show they have had to suffer though. They should have him create this last movie to end the series in a great way. Then let it die happy. Hillenburg is a hell of writer, and in my eyes a genius. His show has been warped and sapped of all it use to be. Now let us enjoy some classic moments from the show when it was still a force to be reckoned with.









I know this has nothing to do with drugs, and my last few posts have had nothing to do with them, but I this blog as become so much more to me.



Please comment on what you think.

My New Drug

Have not posted in two days because of a few reasons. Part of it has to do with my fepression that I am fighting, but the other part is my newest addiction; Glee. I have been watching this show religious for the last few weeks, and it all started with Netflix, and soon there wear no more on Netflix. Then I set out to find, and download the second season. I found the first ten episodes of season 2, and that is where I have been for the last two days. That at thinking of suicide and other dark, tragic thoughts (Don't worry I am working on, and feel better now). I am not downloading the rest of season two, hence the reason I am now posting. Also I felt I had to share with you my favorite song from the show.

It is a very great show. I recommend it to anyone, but be warned this drug is highly addictive.

Also Kurt is my favorite character XD.

Crazy fucking videos and pictures.

This week has been slow, and left me in a daze with school so close to summer. So I decided to post some really cool videos I have found across the web. I will also throw up some pictures. I will post more original stuff later. Enjoy
The Beatles-Eleanor Rigby (4centers Remixx)Wav Download in song Description by Love and Light

EMBED-Funny DUI Arrest - Watch more free videos

Make A INFINITY MIRROR! Amazing Optical Illusion... - Funny bloopers are a click away

Glass Blowing Video - Water Bong - The most amazing bloopers are here

So true, but why.

So I stumbled upon this today, and it really got me thinking; why do they shove these pills that are shown to possibly cause so much damage to our bodies, but scream bloody murder when we smoke a bit of the bud. Pot has been shown on numerous occasions to have amazing medical properties, and it is the safest of the drugs out there. The doctors, and the government still throw pills at us that leave the user in a zombie like state. It has even been shown to kill cancer cells. Don't believe me check this out. Yet they still have patients go though chemo treatment that destroy the immune system. This is coming from someone who's mother fought cancer and won, but the time during all of this was very hard on everyone. We could have simply got her a few bowls, and she would have been fine. I could go on a long rant about how it is because the corporations don't want to give up the money they make off of those pills or the government wants us to be tame, however I simply don't have the energy too that today. Let me know what you think it the comments.

Also check out this video from adult swim it is so trippy.

Oh love

So this is a poem type piece that I wrote that kinda explains what was going on in the last piece. I am way over this but I really liked the piece when I was done so here it is.

This time I am not drunk, so worry not of the repercussions of my actions. I am sitting here in the dark typing this, and all the while she keeps text messaging me. She acts as if nothing has happened or that it is no big deal. I am here to say it is a big deal at least to myself. When a man confesses his love to a women the last words he wishes to receive is how she sees see him as a brother, but lets add onto this the fact that she has fallen for his best friend. That alone would drive any sane man to a fit of sadness, but then lets throw more fuel on the fire, for she is also one of his best friends who he spends nearly all his time with along side the other best friend she has a thing for. He of course likes her back and does not try to hide it. Grabbing and hugging her at nearly every opportunity. Which if I wear to do would be met with a harsh word or a simple but awkward silence. There they are, so cozy together, and here I am popping obscene amounts of Ritalin, and chugging it down with tall glasses of water. The more time I spend with them the more I search for some substance to alter this terrible reality where I constantly think of death and such morbid thoughts. Worry not though for nothing will come of those thoughts, for they are simply that; a though that stays locked in my head. Now it would not be so bad if she would just not text me, and expect me to be just fine. She tries to make feel better which I love her for, but the mere gesture makes me feel worse then before. She gives me these uplifting words that only drop me further. I understand it does not effect you, but please understand that this is like cutting me with a knife, then rubbing salt in the fresh and bloody wound, and then saying it will make you feel better. Love is a sadistic, malicious spirit who gets a sick and cruel laugh at the man lying in the street with dead flowers, and a tear stricken face which he claims is simply the rain, but there is no rain. Instead it is a sunny day out for the world wants to you too feel even worse. Love can make a sane man wish to put a bullet though his skull to simply end the pain, and move to the next stage of life where maybe one day the one he loves will love him back, a true paradise.