So i hung out with a girl last night. Remember that really fine girl i talked about that i met a couple weeks ago. Yeah, i work with her. I called her up to go to a show. She was down!
We went to go see Tea Leaf Green at the Cabooze. It was a really good night overall. There were some ups and downs though.
We talked and drank a bunch. We boogie'd. More like grinded actually haha. She liked dancing super close. Which is cool, i like it when you rub up on me like that and nibble on my ear at the sametime/ kiss on my neck. But I don't think it works for that type of music that we went to go see. This was like a rockin show. I just kinda wanted to groove out on my own. Hoping she would do the same at a close distance. Totally made out with her. That was pretty cool. She put my hand on her breasts during one period. That was mighty nice haha. I think she got a little upset when i took it a little further though. I gotta be more careful. Sometimes it's hard to control. Girls, you have every right to say no and tell me to back off. Sometimes i just need to hear it because it's tough with the signals you girls send.
This girl is such a lightweight too. She was talking herself up about needing liquor in the beginning too haha. We split a bottle of jag. There was definitely a moment where she was just all over the place. Not like sick or anything. It wasn't that bad. She was bumping into people and shit like that. Security guards yelled at me to sober her up. Making me feel all bad as if it was my plan to get her that drunk. Not at all dudes. Chill, i'm watching her. Get off my case.
I totally should've seen that coming. She is a small girl. My bad on that part. I wish she didn't get as drunk/didn't give her as much as i did. I didn't even get that drunk too from how much i drank. I was kind of upset about that. I had a good amount but it didn't do shit. I was pretty sober. Oh well, it was probably for the better. I would have to drive like 3 hours later anyway.
She seems like a pretty cool girl. I don't know if I could fall for her though. I mean, she's really really hot. hottest girl i've ever hung out with. I don't think that I could trust her. Too many dudes were texting her last night. Even dudes she didn't want texting her. I would rather not want to be the overprotecting dick that can't trust her. Or the other way where I go easy and have her break my heart. Better for the both of us to not get close quick.
I suppose I've been thinking this through. The old max would have made some more quick moves just from excitement. I'm taking it slow. No need to rush my head. I'd like to hang out with her again. Next time where we'd be on the same level. That's another thing. I could've probably taken it further with fooling around last night, but i just didn't want to cuz i didn't want it to seem like i got her drunk to take advantage. We both gotta be in on it at the same level of consciousness.
So that was my night. It felt good to spend it with a girl. I don't do that often. Or get to make out with hot girls on a daily basis as well. So I could use some more times like that. Keeps me sane at least. And happy.
totally bought a ton of cd's at the fetus again yesterday. i'm addicted.
That's it for now folks.
PS - the title is just a joke about the Dick's Sporting goods store. I'm no Quagmire people.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
Let's do this 2009 style
So the year 2009 is up and rolling. Pretty quick too! The year started off at the lowest state Peter and I could've been in. We were completely broke in Paris on zero O clock Jan. 1st 2009. All we had was one bottle of champagne that we shared. And a rolled up cig that we saved from earlier. As we left the Eifel Tower area where the countdown happened with the crowd, we sat up on a ledge to people watch the millions that were leaving to go out and party. We started humming and singing tunes. Just stayed content I suppose. About 20 minutes after the countdown, some drunk ass and his drunk lady friend stopped at Peter and I. He pulled out a 5 Euro bill and slapped it down in both of our hands. The three of us squeezed it tightly. Peter and I were looking at eachother just laughing about this miracle. I could have cried. I was just looking up saying thank you, to whatever spirit is up there that sent this drunk man to us. The guy told Peter and I to have it and split it and share it. After that moment, I knew right then that 2009 will be a good year.
So the year had been going pretty good since that moment. I worked a lot to pay off my debts over winter break. Peter came and visited his hometown, homeboys, homegirls, home, dog, and family. We all hung out like old times as if he was never gone. Isn't it funny how that just happens? Chilling at Peter's crib. That was nice.
He left back to Korea though. As he should. Good for him. I can't wait to go visit next year! Another thing I realized after coming back from my travels. These are gonna be the years to remember. I've already gone through 3 college years! It went by so quick. I need to get some stuff done. What have I done since college started? Tried out the dorms for a month, got fucked up at many parties, experienced lsd, lived with 2 close friends at the best house ever, got laid, visited madtown, had my first relationship, have gone to 10k every year since 2005, we took a road trip to colorado last spring break, partied at pat's cabin in the summer, bought a nice guitar and amp, and I was just in europe for 4 months. I think i'm doing pretty good so far.
What's to come in the future? I got Phish tix for Alpine!!!! Gonna hit up Wakarusa. They have such a sick line up this year. For those that disagree cuz they don't know any of those groups, well sorry but you're just gonna miss out. That will be a road trip within itself. Down in Arkansas. At the Ozarks. They look so beautiful. What else? I'm gonna try and see the dead with allmans at the gorge. Who's coming with me? Man, it is so hard to get people to commit. I wish I had a bunch of cash. I would just go on my own and pay the gas myself. But I need some people to go with or come with. Carpool, save environment that way, and money for us. It's not sold out yet so i better hop on that quick. I'm waiting for phish to announce west coast dates. 3 nights at Red Rocks!!!! C'mon! I'm trynda plan my summer. Same with you Rothbury. What is up with your line-up? I heard of a cheese reunion over there. Lets fuckin hope so. Thats right everyone. The summer of 2009 will be a year to remember. When I went and toured the country to catch many shows in beautiful places. A part of my life I will tell my grandkids about. Age 21. Not yet. but soon. In 2 months.
What else? Gotta move out. Thanks for having me rents, but I need some privacy. Gotta start inviting girls over. My parents are cool with that. But I'm not cool with having my bed be 15 feet away from my parents' bed. Even with those 2 walls in between. So lets get a place this summer guys!
Next year, 2010. Going to Asia!!!!!....................Word.... I still didn't finish my Europe travels. Gotta check out more of Spain, Portugal, Ibiza, Greece, the fjords in Norway, Berlin, more of Switzerland, and even Eastern Europe. My roots! Plus, as hard as i find it to believe, eastern Europe has the most beautiful women on the planet. Crazy huh? I totally thought it would be like Brazil or Spain. No, i've been researching it. No, i'm not that shallow. Looks isn't everything to me. But I just gotta check it out for real. They are fine over there. Who's down to come with?
Peter left me his sidecar. It is unbelievable. I have only used it once. But I just love staring at it. Jenna Bloom. She still has my bubbler since i left for Italy. I should hit her up and get it back. It would be nice to see her and catch up.
I'm getting lonely again. Perhaps looking for a relationship. Who knows? I dunno. My mind is always confused. I bumped into Inna. Remember her? She was that girl I was crazy about 2 weeks before I was leaving for Italy. That really put me in a crazy spot. It was good to see her though. She was looking very pretty. That girl is hard to get a hold of. It's lucky if I do.
There are a couple more in my life. I crossed off one. I think she's seeing someone. It's hard to tell, we never really talk about that subject. We just talk. She's a good person. If she's seeing someone, then good. I like being buds with her anyway. I should call her to hang out more though. She's got one of those personalities, both of my buddies that have seen her a couple times think that she likes them. But its not true. She's just got that trait when you see her. Always smiling with that twinkle in her eye with that accent when she speaks.
I met a girl a couple weeks ago. She's smoking too. I should hold my horses though. I just wanna hang out with her for now. She seems way laid back. Someone i could see myself having a good time with.
Went to the strip club last night with neumiller and stefan. That was so spur of the moment. Never saw that coming. Thank you Monroe for the best lapdance ever. I wish I knew your real name and not your stripper name though. I told you mine.
I'm getting really behind in ceramics again. That's not good. I just wish I was caught up so that I can just mess around and make gifts for friends and relatives. It is nice going to the studio with brady. Just having the company. When I'm alone there it's just too lonely. I love watching brady throw pots though. He's so good. A natural. I wish I could watch peter throw more often.
I'm just rambling here. I'm sick of my wardrobe. Even though I get compliments on a lot of my clothes, I just get tired of it. Yeah, that hoodie looked sick when I bought it. It's overplayed now though. I don't even wanna see it. Not even in my peripherals. I gotta get some thinner jeans too. I'm sick of having them baggy. Thin jeans are cumfy too. They stick to your legs all nice. Don't have to worry about them. They're just there. I'm slowly taking things out of my closet. I hooked Peter up with some nice stuff. Glad he got them. He pulls those off better. I gotta get some cords too. Corduroy pants are nice. They match so many of my tshirts too. I sound like a chick. haha. I wonder what my next sneaker will be?
I can't believe I bitched about how I hate uggs in my last blog post. What is wrong with me. I still don't like them. But really max, they're not that bad. If i'd be that picky, that would limit so many girls from the list. Almost all girls have a pair. Wow! I feel like a prick now. I'm sorry everyone. It's been a while since I have vented off on this blog. Damnit Peter! You took my orange picks.
I got a punching bag set up in my basement. An 80 pounder. It is so fun to just jab and kick and wail at it. My upper body has been growing each time too. What a work out! At least I'm getting myself in shape. I've been meaning to do that for years.
Colorado in a couple weeks for spring break. Gotta move on that. Peace
So the year had been going pretty good since that moment. I worked a lot to pay off my debts over winter break. Peter came and visited his hometown, homeboys, homegirls, home, dog, and family. We all hung out like old times as if he was never gone. Isn't it funny how that just happens? Chilling at Peter's crib. That was nice.
He left back to Korea though. As he should. Good for him. I can't wait to go visit next year! Another thing I realized after coming back from my travels. These are gonna be the years to remember. I've already gone through 3 college years! It went by so quick. I need to get some stuff done. What have I done since college started? Tried out the dorms for a month, got fucked up at many parties, experienced lsd, lived with 2 close friends at the best house ever, got laid, visited madtown, had my first relationship, have gone to 10k every year since 2005, we took a road trip to colorado last spring break, partied at pat's cabin in the summer, bought a nice guitar and amp, and I was just in europe for 4 months. I think i'm doing pretty good so far.
What's to come in the future? I got Phish tix for Alpine!!!! Gonna hit up Wakarusa. They have such a sick line up this year. For those that disagree cuz they don't know any of those groups, well sorry but you're just gonna miss out. That will be a road trip within itself. Down in Arkansas. At the Ozarks. They look so beautiful. What else? I'm gonna try and see the dead with allmans at the gorge. Who's coming with me? Man, it is so hard to get people to commit. I wish I had a bunch of cash. I would just go on my own and pay the gas myself. But I need some people to go with or come with. Carpool, save environment that way, and money for us. It's not sold out yet so i better hop on that quick. I'm waiting for phish to announce west coast dates. 3 nights at Red Rocks!!!! C'mon! I'm trynda plan my summer. Same with you Rothbury. What is up with your line-up? I heard of a cheese reunion over there. Lets fuckin hope so. Thats right everyone. The summer of 2009 will be a year to remember. When I went and toured the country to catch many shows in beautiful places. A part of my life I will tell my grandkids about. Age 21. Not yet. but soon. In 2 months.
What else? Gotta move out. Thanks for having me rents, but I need some privacy. Gotta start inviting girls over. My parents are cool with that. But I'm not cool with having my bed be 15 feet away from my parents' bed. Even with those 2 walls in between. So lets get a place this summer guys!
Next year, 2010. Going to Asia!!!!!....................Word.... I still didn't finish my Europe travels. Gotta check out more of Spain, Portugal, Ibiza, Greece, the fjords in Norway, Berlin, more of Switzerland, and even Eastern Europe. My roots! Plus, as hard as i find it to believe, eastern Europe has the most beautiful women on the planet. Crazy huh? I totally thought it would be like Brazil or Spain. No, i've been researching it. No, i'm not that shallow. Looks isn't everything to me. But I just gotta check it out for real. They are fine over there. Who's down to come with?
Peter left me his sidecar. It is unbelievable. I have only used it once. But I just love staring at it. Jenna Bloom. She still has my bubbler since i left for Italy. I should hit her up and get it back. It would be nice to see her and catch up.
I'm getting lonely again. Perhaps looking for a relationship. Who knows? I dunno. My mind is always confused. I bumped into Inna. Remember her? She was that girl I was crazy about 2 weeks before I was leaving for Italy. That really put me in a crazy spot. It was good to see her though. She was looking very pretty. That girl is hard to get a hold of. It's lucky if I do.
There are a couple more in my life. I crossed off one. I think she's seeing someone. It's hard to tell, we never really talk about that subject. We just talk. She's a good person. If she's seeing someone, then good. I like being buds with her anyway. I should call her to hang out more though. She's got one of those personalities, both of my buddies that have seen her a couple times think that she likes them. But its not true. She's just got that trait when you see her. Always smiling with that twinkle in her eye with that accent when she speaks.
I met a girl a couple weeks ago. She's smoking too. I should hold my horses though. I just wanna hang out with her for now. She seems way laid back. Someone i could see myself having a good time with.
Went to the strip club last night with neumiller and stefan. That was so spur of the moment. Never saw that coming. Thank you Monroe for the best lapdance ever. I wish I knew your real name and not your stripper name though. I told you mine.
I'm getting really behind in ceramics again. That's not good. I just wish I was caught up so that I can just mess around and make gifts for friends and relatives. It is nice going to the studio with brady. Just having the company. When I'm alone there it's just too lonely. I love watching brady throw pots though. He's so good. A natural. I wish I could watch peter throw more often.
I'm just rambling here. I'm sick of my wardrobe. Even though I get compliments on a lot of my clothes, I just get tired of it. Yeah, that hoodie looked sick when I bought it. It's overplayed now though. I don't even wanna see it. Not even in my peripherals. I gotta get some thinner jeans too. I'm sick of having them baggy. Thin jeans are cumfy too. They stick to your legs all nice. Don't have to worry about them. They're just there. I'm slowly taking things out of my closet. I hooked Peter up with some nice stuff. Glad he got them. He pulls those off better. I gotta get some cords too. Corduroy pants are nice. They match so many of my tshirts too. I sound like a chick. haha. I wonder what my next sneaker will be?
I can't believe I bitched about how I hate uggs in my last blog post. What is wrong with me. I still don't like them. But really max, they're not that bad. If i'd be that picky, that would limit so many girls from the list. Almost all girls have a pair. Wow! I feel like a prick now. I'm sorry everyone. It's been a while since I have vented off on this blog. Damnit Peter! You took my orange picks.
I got a punching bag set up in my basement. An 80 pounder. It is so fun to just jab and kick and wail at it. My upper body has been growing each time too. What a work out! At least I'm getting myself in shape. I've been meaning to do that for years.
Colorado in a couple weeks for spring break. Gotta move on that. Peace
Thursday, January 8, 2009
What more can I say?
So I'm back in the states now. It's pretty crazy....... yet not at the same time. It's good to see some faces again. My friends seem to be happy to see me as well. It's really hard talking with people about my experience. What am I supposed to say? I keep getting asked questions like what was the highlight? or best thing? or favorite part?
It's so hard to say. I did so much being in europe for 4 months. How can I sum it all up in a 5 minute conversation? Can these people ask me a more detailed question? Perhaps about culture or traveling or people encounters? Something specific.
Or do I just tell them the whole story on the spot from day 1?
I lived in Italy for 3 months and 1 week! In the city of Florence. During my stay there, I met a lot of interesting people. I had some pretty cool roommates. All 3 were also from Minnesota. We all go to the same school. It was really fun getting to know them and living with those guys. We for sure had some good times. Florence was everything I thought it would be. Small winding streets and colorful buildings. Cheap and tasty wine. Delicious breads, cheeses, and deli meats. I had a meal with some sort of pasta in it everyday. Literally. I would switch it up between fusilli, penne, bowtie, or spaggetti. There were very beautiful women. I also got better at speaking Italian as I lived there. But I still wish I would've tried harder at speaking it while I was there.
As I was living in Italy, I took a lot of weekend trips to other Italian cities. Rome, Venice, Naples, Pompeii, Sorento, Milan, Pisa, Sienna, Cinque Terre, Lake Garda. I was satisfied with all of them except for Milan and Naples. Milan was just boring. Naples was a trash town. Very unorganized. It was just a big mess.
I studied a lot of art while I was there. Watercolor painting and oil painting. Then there was this art history class of the renaissance and baroque periods in Italy. Why can't people even ask me about that? That could possibly start a conversation. It was really cool learning about the history of Florence and seeing all of these artistic sites right in front of my face.
There was also one weekend trip where I went to Munich with my roommate. That was our first couchsurfing experience. We mainly went to Munich that weekend because of Oktoberfest. The fest was really fun but I think it is overrated a bit. It isn't much different from the state fair.
Couchsurfing is amazing though. I can talk about that a lot. Yeah there I go. I can mention the fact that I stayed in very hospitable stranger's home's in different cities of Europe as I traveled. We stayed with two strangers. They were a german couple. Our age. And they showed us around. They took us to a rave. They smoked us up. They gave us breakfast. It was truly amazing!
There was a midterm break trip to London and Dublin. London is such a cool city. The people there are so nice and helpful. I loved it! Plus, everyone there had a unique style. And I love style when it comes to clothing. Back over here, everyone is so Ridgedale. In America, so many girls try to look like Paris Hilton or whoever. In Europe, they don't care about that stuff as much. People are more unique with their styles. Why copy these beautiful famous people? For all you know, maybe Paris Hilton should copy you. Be a human and give yourself a style.
I hate those ugg boots. I've hated them for years now since high school. They look like muppet shoes. The only reason these things (bad fashion choices) get so popular is because some paparazzi dude snaps a photo of some famous chick wearing them and then you see it on the cover of fashion magazine. Now everyone needs to have a pair because they are a pretty big deal. Why copy this famous woman with such a terrible taste in style?
During my term, I made some good friends that I got shitfaced with many times. Also baked with a couple times. I even started rolling my own cigs every day when I was there. I miss rolling those. It's like a fun little project. Getting drunk in Florence was always a good time. We found a sweet bar called Amadeus. After a while though, I got sick of the people at my school and just couldn't wait to see my good friend Peter to come visit me. I haven't seen him in over a year. The only people I didn't get sick of that much were my roommates. We were pretty close.
So Peter came and visited me and we went off traveling through Europe for 3 weeks. That was so much fun. I met one of Peter's friends in Innsbruck, Austria and she introduced us to her friends. It was really fun hanging out with them and learning about their culture. We got to go snowboarding right in the alps too! We traveled through Austria and then up to Prague. From Prague, we went southwest to Interlaken, Switzerland. We skydived there!!! I will never forget that free-fall for the rest of my life! After Interlaken we went to Geneva for a night to meet up with one of Peter's distant relatives and her husband. That was pretty intersting. Then we went more southwest to Barcelona. Barcelona was a pretty cool city, but unfortunately it rained the whole time and we really wanted to skate. From Barcelona we went up north to Paris for New Years Eve. Paris was a cool city with nice little cafes everywhere you look. Really really big too. Like New York big. New Years Eve was overrated in Paris though. We should've taken it up to Amsterdam.
Amsterdam was our next and my final stop. I loved amsterdam. It is such a cool and beautiful city. In america, you have these bars people go to. At these bars, people get wasted. Everyone is fake at them. The girls are acting all slutty and such. The lights are dimmed so you can't actually see what the person looks like for real. And the music is too loud to even hold a conversation. But in Amsterdam, is the complete opposite. You can go into a chill "coffeeshop" with some reggae music or curtis mayfield playing on the speakers in a medium volume. You can purchase a joint of white widow or buy a gram of whatever breeds the place has on their menu. We chose Hawaiian haze. Roll it up. And have a nice interesting conversation with someone. It is just more real over there.
About 4 months ago, I decided that Amsterdam would be my final moment with Mary Jane and the psychadelics. I haven't been smoking that much last year. I quit around the summer of 2007. I would still do it off and on since then. Like every couple weeks or so. So I've been pretty clean. I used to smoke multiple times a day everyday about 2 years ago. There were some good and bad times. I'll never forget the good. I try to forget the bad. Weed just doesn't work with me. Especially in a social environment. I trip out too hard in my head. Then I end up not even talking with people. Sometimes I'll have racing thoughts. Its not good. I would prefer the sober max more than the baked max most of the time.
And then I smoked some amazing bud in the dam. It felt so good. It tasted so good. Everything about it was good. Maybe it is the bud in that city? Or maybe it was the breed that I chose? But there was definitely no bad that night. I could do that stuff for a long time. I was able to control myself as well. Now what? Should I stop like I planned? Or go back to my late high school roots? Pretty much everyone I know still does it. Even people I work with. It's a tough call. I haven't smoked for a week now since I left Amsterdam. Maybe it'll stay that way. My mind is in a dilemma though. Great. As I was typing that last sentence, some girls from work called me. Asking me when I can hang out with them. Asking me if I smoke pot. Saying we should toke up sometime. Part of me wants to. The other part is afraid that if i get high, it might not be so good after that. I just get paranoid. Can't really help it.
I really wanted to eat some mushrooms in Amsterdam. It was made illegal after december 1st. Some places still had some though. We managed to find some really good ones. Tripped BALLS in amsterdam. haha! It was so fun. A pretty clean trip too. I feel like I had the perfect amount. I wanted to pace myself. I ate half in the beginning while waiting in line to get inside the van gogh museum. Figured I would wait an hour and see where my trip would be. An hour had passed and nothing was really happening. But I think that something was happening though because I felt so anxious. I was impatient and just ate the other half in the museum. Just said "fuck it! lets do this." And after I ate that half....BOOM! My trip exploded and really started happening. Peter and I left the museum to catch the sunlight on the beautiful day. We went to a park and watched dogs running on slippery frozen ponds. Overall, it was a good trip. I had a headache for like a week before I ate them. Now it has been a week after and still no headache. Those things cleared my head. They are healers.
I also told myself back in august that amsterdam will be the end of my experiences with psychadelics. But during my trip, I learned that everyone can use a good trip every once in a while. I learned from it. It's hard to say what I learned, but there was definitely a lot of reflecting going on in my mind. I wanted to quit because I guess I have had my share of everything. Doses, boomers, rolls, molly. I've done them all a few times each. The doses get old and the mdma products get old. It's the same experience every time. Some better than others but pretty much the same. They were good times that I will take with me forever. But the mushrooms are nature from the mother earth. I need to research them more. Those little guys are pretty fascinating.
So what was the best part? All of it! Traveling by train is really cool. I really wish the states had a train system. I know Canada does. I would be in one country with a certain culture, then 4 hours later in a completely different place. It was insane! Meeting cool people from around the world. I got some people's contacts. I did some networking. I shall stay in touch with them. Especially the guy Peter from Australia. I really wanna go there someday. Also a very cute girl that I met in Barcelona who worked at the hostel we stayed at and was from Romania.
But now I'm back and I find it hard to just jump in funny conversations in gatherings with some of my closest friends. I don't know why. I just want to talk with my friends and have a jolly time with them as if I was never gone. Like things haven't even changed. Back to hanging out with the krew. Yet, I feel that I am put on the spot. Here' s max over here. He was just in europe for 4 months...... yet he has nothing to say. Well there's my story right above. Is it really that interesting? I'm not sure. I'll keep the experience with me in my heart though. It was more about the small daily things that happened that I really liked. For now, I guess I'll try harder at engaging in conversations with my friends. And if they are interested, hopefully they'll ask me a more interesting question than what was your favorite part.
Good night everyone.
It's so hard to say. I did so much being in europe for 4 months. How can I sum it all up in a 5 minute conversation? Can these people ask me a more detailed question? Perhaps about culture or traveling or people encounters? Something specific.
Or do I just tell them the whole story on the spot from day 1?
I lived in Italy for 3 months and 1 week! In the city of Florence. During my stay there, I met a lot of interesting people. I had some pretty cool roommates. All 3 were also from Minnesota. We all go to the same school. It was really fun getting to know them and living with those guys. We for sure had some good times. Florence was everything I thought it would be. Small winding streets and colorful buildings. Cheap and tasty wine. Delicious breads, cheeses, and deli meats. I had a meal with some sort of pasta in it everyday. Literally. I would switch it up between fusilli, penne, bowtie, or spaggetti. There were very beautiful women. I also got better at speaking Italian as I lived there. But I still wish I would've tried harder at speaking it while I was there.
As I was living in Italy, I took a lot of weekend trips to other Italian cities. Rome, Venice, Naples, Pompeii, Sorento, Milan, Pisa, Sienna, Cinque Terre, Lake Garda. I was satisfied with all of them except for Milan and Naples. Milan was just boring. Naples was a trash town. Very unorganized. It was just a big mess.
I studied a lot of art while I was there. Watercolor painting and oil painting. Then there was this art history class of the renaissance and baroque periods in Italy. Why can't people even ask me about that? That could possibly start a conversation. It was really cool learning about the history of Florence and seeing all of these artistic sites right in front of my face.
There was also one weekend trip where I went to Munich with my roommate. That was our first couchsurfing experience. We mainly went to Munich that weekend because of Oktoberfest. The fest was really fun but I think it is overrated a bit. It isn't much different from the state fair.
Couchsurfing is amazing though. I can talk about that a lot. Yeah there I go. I can mention the fact that I stayed in very hospitable stranger's home's in different cities of Europe as I traveled. We stayed with two strangers. They were a german couple. Our age. And they showed us around. They took us to a rave. They smoked us up. They gave us breakfast. It was truly amazing!
There was a midterm break trip to London and Dublin. London is such a cool city. The people there are so nice and helpful. I loved it! Plus, everyone there had a unique style. And I love style when it comes to clothing. Back over here, everyone is so Ridgedale. In America, so many girls try to look like Paris Hilton or whoever. In Europe, they don't care about that stuff as much. People are more unique with their styles. Why copy these beautiful famous people? For all you know, maybe Paris Hilton should copy you. Be a human and give yourself a style.
I hate those ugg boots. I've hated them for years now since high school. They look like muppet shoes. The only reason these things (bad fashion choices) get so popular is because some paparazzi dude snaps a photo of some famous chick wearing them and then you see it on the cover of fashion magazine. Now everyone needs to have a pair because they are a pretty big deal. Why copy this famous woman with such a terrible taste in style?
During my term, I made some good friends that I got shitfaced with many times. Also baked with a couple times. I even started rolling my own cigs every day when I was there. I miss rolling those. It's like a fun little project. Getting drunk in Florence was always a good time. We found a sweet bar called Amadeus. After a while though, I got sick of the people at my school and just couldn't wait to see my good friend Peter to come visit me. I haven't seen him in over a year. The only people I didn't get sick of that much were my roommates. We were pretty close.
So Peter came and visited me and we went off traveling through Europe for 3 weeks. That was so much fun. I met one of Peter's friends in Innsbruck, Austria and she introduced us to her friends. It was really fun hanging out with them and learning about their culture. We got to go snowboarding right in the alps too! We traveled through Austria and then up to Prague. From Prague, we went southwest to Interlaken, Switzerland. We skydived there!!! I will never forget that free-fall for the rest of my life! After Interlaken we went to Geneva for a night to meet up with one of Peter's distant relatives and her husband. That was pretty intersting. Then we went more southwest to Barcelona. Barcelona was a pretty cool city, but unfortunately it rained the whole time and we really wanted to skate. From Barcelona we went up north to Paris for New Years Eve. Paris was a cool city with nice little cafes everywhere you look. Really really big too. Like New York big. New Years Eve was overrated in Paris though. We should've taken it up to Amsterdam.
Amsterdam was our next and my final stop. I loved amsterdam. It is such a cool and beautiful city. In america, you have these bars people go to. At these bars, people get wasted. Everyone is fake at them. The girls are acting all slutty and such. The lights are dimmed so you can't actually see what the person looks like for real. And the music is too loud to even hold a conversation. But in Amsterdam, is the complete opposite. You can go into a chill "coffeeshop" with some reggae music or curtis mayfield playing on the speakers in a medium volume. You can purchase a joint of white widow or buy a gram of whatever breeds the place has on their menu. We chose Hawaiian haze. Roll it up. And have a nice interesting conversation with someone. It is just more real over there.
About 4 months ago, I decided that Amsterdam would be my final moment with Mary Jane and the psychadelics. I haven't been smoking that much last year. I quit around the summer of 2007. I would still do it off and on since then. Like every couple weeks or so. So I've been pretty clean. I used to smoke multiple times a day everyday about 2 years ago. There were some good and bad times. I'll never forget the good. I try to forget the bad. Weed just doesn't work with me. Especially in a social environment. I trip out too hard in my head. Then I end up not even talking with people. Sometimes I'll have racing thoughts. Its not good. I would prefer the sober max more than the baked max most of the time.
And then I smoked some amazing bud in the dam. It felt so good. It tasted so good. Everything about it was good. Maybe it is the bud in that city? Or maybe it was the breed that I chose? But there was definitely no bad that night. I could do that stuff for a long time. I was able to control myself as well. Now what? Should I stop like I planned? Or go back to my late high school roots? Pretty much everyone I know still does it. Even people I work with. It's a tough call. I haven't smoked for a week now since I left Amsterdam. Maybe it'll stay that way. My mind is in a dilemma though. Great. As I was typing that last sentence, some girls from work called me. Asking me when I can hang out with them. Asking me if I smoke pot. Saying we should toke up sometime. Part of me wants to. The other part is afraid that if i get high, it might not be so good after that. I just get paranoid. Can't really help it.
I really wanted to eat some mushrooms in Amsterdam. It was made illegal after december 1st. Some places still had some though. We managed to find some really good ones. Tripped BALLS in amsterdam. haha! It was so fun. A pretty clean trip too. I feel like I had the perfect amount. I wanted to pace myself. I ate half in the beginning while waiting in line to get inside the van gogh museum. Figured I would wait an hour and see where my trip would be. An hour had passed and nothing was really happening. But I think that something was happening though because I felt so anxious. I was impatient and just ate the other half in the museum. Just said "fuck it! lets do this." And after I ate that half....BOOM! My trip exploded and really started happening. Peter and I left the museum to catch the sunlight on the beautiful day. We went to a park and watched dogs running on slippery frozen ponds. Overall, it was a good trip. I had a headache for like a week before I ate them. Now it has been a week after and still no headache. Those things cleared my head. They are healers.
I also told myself back in august that amsterdam will be the end of my experiences with psychadelics. But during my trip, I learned that everyone can use a good trip every once in a while. I learned from it. It's hard to say what I learned, but there was definitely a lot of reflecting going on in my mind. I wanted to quit because I guess I have had my share of everything. Doses, boomers, rolls, molly. I've done them all a few times each. The doses get old and the mdma products get old. It's the same experience every time. Some better than others but pretty much the same. They were good times that I will take with me forever. But the mushrooms are nature from the mother earth. I need to research them more. Those little guys are pretty fascinating.
So what was the best part? All of it! Traveling by train is really cool. I really wish the states had a train system. I know Canada does. I would be in one country with a certain culture, then 4 hours later in a completely different place. It was insane! Meeting cool people from around the world. I got some people's contacts. I did some networking. I shall stay in touch with them. Especially the guy Peter from Australia. I really wanna go there someday. Also a very cute girl that I met in Barcelona who worked at the hostel we stayed at and was from Romania.
But now I'm back and I find it hard to just jump in funny conversations in gatherings with some of my closest friends. I don't know why. I just want to talk with my friends and have a jolly time with them as if I was never gone. Like things haven't even changed. Back to hanging out with the krew. Yet, I feel that I am put on the spot. Here' s max over here. He was just in europe for 4 months...... yet he has nothing to say. Well there's my story right above. Is it really that interesting? I'm not sure. I'll keep the experience with me in my heart though. It was more about the small daily things that happened that I really liked. For now, I guess I'll try harder at engaging in conversations with my friends. And if they are interested, hopefully they'll ask me a more interesting question than what was your favorite part.
Good night everyone.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Sweater Party Absentee
In Geneva now. Happy Holidays! So Vienna was a beautiful city. Really huge too!
It was hard to find a place to eat though. Peter and I can't agree. Happened in Prague too. Whatevs. It usually works out.
Prague was crazy. I don't know how to describe it. It was like half russian. I spoke russian a few times and they understood me! That is crazy because it isn't a russian speaking town. They speak czech there. I guess they know both.
From Prague, Peter and I took a 15 hour train ride to get to Interlaken. On one of our trains we sat with a drug addict close to our age. It was pretty sketch. He would keep going to the bathroom to take some lines. He happened to have 200 hits of doses as well. I don't even wanna know what else was in that bag of his. This dude was tweaking out. We felt sorry for him. He even admitted to us that he had a problem with drugs and hopes to find help soon. He is an artist actually. Photographer. I'm surprised Peter didn't talk to him about camera stuff. I guess Peter was pretty speachless from the whole scene.
Eventually we got to interlaken 2 days ago. That very morning, we went skydiving! In the swiss alps! That 45 second freefall will be remembered for the rest of my life. I don't even know how to describe it. I'll have to show the dvd i guess.
And now we are in geneva. Peter told me happy hannukah. I told him merry christmas. This should be good.
In Vienna, peter and I went to a cinema. We watched Vicky, Christina, Barcelona. We both really liked it. I think it teaches a lot of things. Not gonna get into detail. But just thought I'd throw it out.
I'm so happy to see whisney's pics of a krew gathering. Sweater party. Very good theme. I wish i could've been there. I hope that becomes a tradition for later holiday gatherings in the winters to come. It looked like a great time.
I guess I'll be going now. This is going quick. I'll be home in like 10 days! Forreal? Naw... no way! Unreal!
It was hard to find a place to eat though. Peter and I can't agree. Happened in Prague too. Whatevs. It usually works out.
Prague was crazy. I don't know how to describe it. It was like half russian. I spoke russian a few times and they understood me! That is crazy because it isn't a russian speaking town. They speak czech there. I guess they know both.
From Prague, Peter and I took a 15 hour train ride to get to Interlaken. On one of our trains we sat with a drug addict close to our age. It was pretty sketch. He would keep going to the bathroom to take some lines. He happened to have 200 hits of doses as well. I don't even wanna know what else was in that bag of his. This dude was tweaking out. We felt sorry for him. He even admitted to us that he had a problem with drugs and hopes to find help soon. He is an artist actually. Photographer. I'm surprised Peter didn't talk to him about camera stuff. I guess Peter was pretty speachless from the whole scene.
Eventually we got to interlaken 2 days ago. That very morning, we went skydiving! In the swiss alps! That 45 second freefall will be remembered for the rest of my life. I don't even know how to describe it. I'll have to show the dvd i guess.
And now we are in geneva. Peter told me happy hannukah. I told him merry christmas. This should be good.
In Vienna, peter and I went to a cinema. We watched Vicky, Christina, Barcelona. We both really liked it. I think it teaches a lot of things. Not gonna get into detail. But just thought I'd throw it out.
I'm so happy to see whisney's pics of a krew gathering. Sweater party. Very good theme. I wish i could've been there. I hope that becomes a tradition for later holiday gatherings in the winters to come. It looked like a great time.
I guess I'll be going now. This is going quick. I'll be home in like 10 days! Forreal? Naw... no way! Unreal!
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Austria City Hopping
Things have been going pretty well. I talked with peter after that last post. We discussed some things. Had a great last night in Florence with all of my roommates and friends from school. We did a couple final site sees the day I shipped everything back home.
I am living off a backpack now. Peter and I arrived in Innsbruck on early Saturday morning last weekend. Innsbruck was one of the most beautiful places I have ever been to. Right in the heart of the Austrian Alps. We went snowboarding on top of a mountain. My body is still sore from how many falls I took. The view was incredible though. We stayed at Peter's friend Katerina's house. She was an amazing host. We hung out with all of her friends. It was a fun time. Her mom cooked us some traditional dishes. Very Tasty. We got to jam with some of her friends too. Flow is an excellent guitarist. It was fun jamming with people that had different styles. Flow and Bernie agreed with that for me and peter.
After Innsbruck we stopped in Salzberg for a night. One of Katerina's friends offered to drive us to Salzberg and let us stay at his place. People here are just really hospitable. It is really warming in my heart to meet these people. I plan to let couchsurfers come to my place if they please someday where I can be a good host as well.
Last night we arrived in Vienna and met up with my old roommate from freshman year at college. Jack! I accidently found him and his girlfriend on couchsurfing. We'll be staying at their place for 3 nights before we head to Prague on Friday morning. Unfortunately, Jack had to leave back to the states this morning to visit his family for the holidays. So we'll be staying with his girlfriend Janina, who from my first impression I would say is a very nice person.
That's all that's been going on really. We'll see what kind of changes and experiences are about to come.
I am living off a backpack now. Peter and I arrived in Innsbruck on early Saturday morning last weekend. Innsbruck was one of the most beautiful places I have ever been to. Right in the heart of the Austrian Alps. We went snowboarding on top of a mountain. My body is still sore from how many falls I took. The view was incredible though. We stayed at Peter's friend Katerina's house. She was an amazing host. We hung out with all of her friends. It was a fun time. Her mom cooked us some traditional dishes. Very Tasty. We got to jam with some of her friends too. Flow is an excellent guitarist. It was fun jamming with people that had different styles. Flow and Bernie agreed with that for me and peter.
After Innsbruck we stopped in Salzberg for a night. One of Katerina's friends offered to drive us to Salzberg and let us stay at his place. People here are just really hospitable. It is really warming in my heart to meet these people. I plan to let couchsurfers come to my place if they please someday where I can be a good host as well.
Last night we arrived in Vienna and met up with my old roommate from freshman year at college. Jack! I accidently found him and his girlfriend on couchsurfing. We'll be staying at their place for 3 nights before we head to Prague on Friday morning. Unfortunately, Jack had to leave back to the states this morning to visit his family for the holidays. So we'll be staying with his girlfriend Janina, who from my first impression I would say is a very nice person.
That's all that's been going on really. We'll see what kind of changes and experiences are about to come.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
So I'm sitting in the computer lab working on some homework. Peter arrived here 3 days ago. I feel like something is wrong though. He hasn't been speaking much. I'm worried about him. I took a look over and he's writing in his blog. I wonder what he's saying? Whatever it is, I wish he would just speak with me. It's the old case of Peter again when it was him, neumiller, and I living in the same house. Neumiller and I were worried about him.
I've been introducing him around, yet he can barely hold a conversation with anyone..... It just doesn't make sense. When I would read his blogs while he would be in Korea, or look at albums where he got tagged with friends, he looked really happy. Like he could laugh and hang about with the new friends he made. I wish he could be like with me. I did grow up with him. I helped him with chores in his house sometime to help out his very loving mother. We wrote songs together. We hung out in our hometown. Skated under Hollywood Video on numerous occasions. Ate pizza in downtown wayzata. Went to God Johnson shows and plenty of other meaningful shows. Even lived together!
Him not talking. That's not helping out the image of the krew. Has he forgotten who he was? I've always told my friends here about how my friends back at home are the greatest bunch ever when it comes to hanging out. We're just a bunch of fun, chill, friendly dudes. Peter isn't really showing it. Back in high school, we weren't the jocks, the goths, the drama people, ghetto, prep, punk, whatever. We're just laid back people that everyone loved. People from any group in our grade would always be down with us to give a handshake or join a hack circle. He's a krew member. One of the originals that I hung out with in middle school. One of the ones i would look up to along with brady, mark, neumiller, and whisney when they were getting action in 8th and 9th grade and I wasn't.
I would pick our my krew group over any other part of group that I was a part of. The reason for this is the exact stuff that I listed before. Sorry my jewish brothers and sisters, my friends back at home are just different. When there's a certain labeled group, thats about it i felt. Everyone was just being friendly and meeting eachother at the synagogue just because of what they were.....Jewish. Not who they were. In high school, i made close friends with people that i just liked chilling with. Don't get me wrong temple friends, i love hanging out with you guys too. I'm just making a certain statement right now that I'm not sure if you'll understand. Has he labeled himself to the korean or religious christian group? I'm not sure. I wish he would just remember his roots of a kid who grew up in Minnetonka that liked meeting other kids from hopkins, benilde, wayzata, etc.
Between high school and college, our good friend changed. What happened? I have 3 more weeks with this good friend of mine. I hope something with our relationship grows. Even though it feels like old unforgettable times with him. I feel like something has drifted apart. Just talk with me peter. I read your blog from yesterday. I see you typing now and don't know what. This is all i have. I have to get back to work.
I've been introducing him around, yet he can barely hold a conversation with anyone..... It just doesn't make sense. When I would read his blogs while he would be in Korea, or look at albums where he got tagged with friends, he looked really happy. Like he could laugh and hang about with the new friends he made. I wish he could be like with me. I did grow up with him. I helped him with chores in his house sometime to help out his very loving mother. We wrote songs together. We hung out in our hometown. Skated under Hollywood Video on numerous occasions. Ate pizza in downtown wayzata. Went to God Johnson shows and plenty of other meaningful shows. Even lived together!
Him not talking. That's not helping out the image of the krew. Has he forgotten who he was? I've always told my friends here about how my friends back at home are the greatest bunch ever when it comes to hanging out. We're just a bunch of fun, chill, friendly dudes. Peter isn't really showing it. Back in high school, we weren't the jocks, the goths, the drama people, ghetto, prep, punk, whatever. We're just laid back people that everyone loved. People from any group in our grade would always be down with us to give a handshake or join a hack circle. He's a krew member. One of the originals that I hung out with in middle school. One of the ones i would look up to along with brady, mark, neumiller, and whisney when they were getting action in 8th and 9th grade and I wasn't.
I would pick our my krew group over any other part of group that I was a part of. The reason for this is the exact stuff that I listed before. Sorry my jewish brothers and sisters, my friends back at home are just different. When there's a certain labeled group, thats about it i felt. Everyone was just being friendly and meeting eachother at the synagogue just because of what they were.....Jewish. Not who they were. In high school, i made close friends with people that i just liked chilling with. Don't get me wrong temple friends, i love hanging out with you guys too. I'm just making a certain statement right now that I'm not sure if you'll understand. Has he labeled himself to the korean or religious christian group? I'm not sure. I wish he would just remember his roots of a kid who grew up in Minnetonka that liked meeting other kids from hopkins, benilde, wayzata, etc.
Between high school and college, our good friend changed. What happened? I have 3 more weeks with this good friend of mine. I hope something with our relationship grows. Even though it feels like old unforgettable times with him. I feel like something has drifted apart. Just talk with me peter. I read your blog from yesterday. I see you typing now and don't know what. This is all i have. I have to get back to work.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Aladdin Sane
A lad insane. It's a David Bowie Album/Song. David Bowie is such an influential rock star. Might I say in some way a genius? Gotta love David Bowie. Listen to that song though. I wonder if Page McConnel got his inspiration from it when he decided to write his piano part to the Phish song Bathtub Gin? They sound very similar in some ways. It's a mystery.
One time I was at this bar and there was karaoke going on. It's different from any karaoke I've ever seen. It's this guy in like his 30's who is always at this bar. He plugs in his stratocaster in the amp. Just rocks out on guitar. And then there's this big screen with lyrics. So he'll pick songs off this program on his computer, he'll play the guitar part and then you get to come up and sing. Even if you don't come up and sing, you can still see the screen from your tables and just sing from there while the guitar guy will be on the stage. I requested him to play Fame. He didn't know Fame. I asked if he had any Bowie. He said he knew Let's Dance. I said that sounds like a deal to me. He had a big list ahead of him though. I didn't know when it would come up. I would shout David Bowie at him everytime he finished a song, just hoping that it'll come up next. My friends didn't think it was going to happen. I told them that the guy and I talked it out and he said he would play David Bowie. Soon enough, even my friends were anxious to hear some Bowie. We would all shout Bowie whenever a song would end. After like 5 tries. My friends were giving up. They were like, "Max, He's not going to play it. We're going." I agreed with them. We started getting up and head our direction towards the door. And then in my ears I heard dun nu nu n n nu nuh, dun nu nu n n nu nuh. "Wait guys!" He's playing it. LETS DANCE! we turned around. I went up on stage. Started singing it. All of the sudden I looked down and my roommates were all in a train with like 30 strangers while I was singing. I was like holy fuck! I'm not even doing that great. Not like the Twist and Shout night. It was good enough though. And afterward everyone was cheering. I gave some high fives. And then my roommates all lifted me up like I won the Stanley Cup and carried me out of the bar. Good Times.
Poncho Sanchez is so amazing. If you're ever in a bad mood just listen to him. I guarantee that he'll put a smile on your face and make you want to shake your booty.
So last time I decided to get my thoughts out, I wasn't doing so hot. Well, I'm better now. I was gonna call some friends. Thinking it might cheer me up. I didn't do it. Didn't wanna bring anyone down. The next day I talked with my parents. My dad went through the surgery fine. It was nice to talk to them. Then I gave my cousins a shout. It was really good to hear their voices. They told me they missed me and asked me how I've been the past couple months. I kinda lied and said I was doing fine. But I guess it wasn't lying since I was feeling pretty good when I was talking to them. I called them when they were at the synagogue. That really cheered me up.
So I don't know what it was. I feel a better. I am a bit homesick though. A lot of my friends here like getting high. I smoked every once in a while. I've been trying to get it out of my life for the past year. Sometimes I say that I'm good. Other times I'll take the hit. I barely ever smoke anymore. Every once in a while. I'm just kind of over it. Don't really like being high that much. It's hard to talk to people. Especially girls. I told myself half a year ago that Amsterdam will be my final touch. I don't even plan to smoke there though. Just nibble on shrooms if anything. It was all a phase. It was step by step from curiosity to experience, to abuse, to addiction. What a terrible way to go.
My roommates think I'm crazy for not wanting to smoke in Amsterdam. They say it's the weed capitol of the world! Yeah? So what? What exactly will I miss? I've been high before. High off of the shittiest schwag which still fucked me up. And high from the dankest gravities (my old manager at JJ's), AK47s (minibong with frog slide, remember that Peter and Amar? Those had to be the best), oh and remember when I picked up those Juicy Fruits and brought them to your house Peter (trav, you were there too)? Those had an unbelieavable taste! Wish I could've gone to Hawaii with you guys senior year and smoked some Maui Wowie. It's all good though. Key West was so dope with trav's family. We got high with Kyle and bought the underwater disposable cameras that people get when they're about to go scuba diving. So that you can take pictures of cool ocean stuff like fish and sand. But instead, we took it to the pool and did some underwater poses. Haha! That shit was funny.
So maybe i will and maybe i wont. Probably won't though. It would be nice to hold a conversation with a friend I haven't seen in over a year. Peter comes here in 2 days! Holy shit! Wow! Can't even describe the excitement. That's all I have for now.
Oh yeah my friends. Have you seen Dexter? Everyone here is crazy about it. One of my friends says it might possibly be the greatest show ever. And he's seen Entourage and other great shows. I'll take his word. I think it's about a Serial Killer that goes around killing Serial Killers. Everyone says the episodes just keep getting better and better! Well I hope you haven't seen any. Cuz when I get back, we'll have a show to watch together. Someone download it. Or maybe I'll netflix it. I'll talk to you guys later. Peace!
One time I was at this bar and there was karaoke going on. It's different from any karaoke I've ever seen. It's this guy in like his 30's who is always at this bar. He plugs in his stratocaster in the amp. Just rocks out on guitar. And then there's this big screen with lyrics. So he'll pick songs off this program on his computer, he'll play the guitar part and then you get to come up and sing. Even if you don't come up and sing, you can still see the screen from your tables and just sing from there while the guitar guy will be on the stage. I requested him to play Fame. He didn't know Fame. I asked if he had any Bowie. He said he knew Let's Dance. I said that sounds like a deal to me. He had a big list ahead of him though. I didn't know when it would come up. I would shout David Bowie at him everytime he finished a song, just hoping that it'll come up next. My friends didn't think it was going to happen. I told them that the guy and I talked it out and he said he would play David Bowie. Soon enough, even my friends were anxious to hear some Bowie. We would all shout Bowie whenever a song would end. After like 5 tries. My friends were giving up. They were like, "Max, He's not going to play it. We're going." I agreed with them. We started getting up and head our direction towards the door. And then in my ears I heard dun nu nu n n nu nuh, dun nu nu n n nu nuh. "Wait guys!" He's playing it. LETS DANCE! we turned around. I went up on stage. Started singing it. All of the sudden I looked down and my roommates were all in a train with like 30 strangers while I was singing. I was like holy fuck! I'm not even doing that great. Not like the Twist and Shout night. It was good enough though. And afterward everyone was cheering. I gave some high fives. And then my roommates all lifted me up like I won the Stanley Cup and carried me out of the bar. Good Times.
Poncho Sanchez is so amazing. If you're ever in a bad mood just listen to him. I guarantee that he'll put a smile on your face and make you want to shake your booty.
So last time I decided to get my thoughts out, I wasn't doing so hot. Well, I'm better now. I was gonna call some friends. Thinking it might cheer me up. I didn't do it. Didn't wanna bring anyone down. The next day I talked with my parents. My dad went through the surgery fine. It was nice to talk to them. Then I gave my cousins a shout. It was really good to hear their voices. They told me they missed me and asked me how I've been the past couple months. I kinda lied and said I was doing fine. But I guess it wasn't lying since I was feeling pretty good when I was talking to them. I called them when they were at the synagogue. That really cheered me up.
So I don't know what it was. I feel a better. I am a bit homesick though. A lot of my friends here like getting high. I smoked every once in a while. I've been trying to get it out of my life for the past year. Sometimes I say that I'm good. Other times I'll take the hit. I barely ever smoke anymore. Every once in a while. I'm just kind of over it. Don't really like being high that much. It's hard to talk to people. Especially girls. I told myself half a year ago that Amsterdam will be my final touch. I don't even plan to smoke there though. Just nibble on shrooms if anything. It was all a phase. It was step by step from curiosity to experience, to abuse, to addiction. What a terrible way to go.
My roommates think I'm crazy for not wanting to smoke in Amsterdam. They say it's the weed capitol of the world! Yeah? So what? What exactly will I miss? I've been high before. High off of the shittiest schwag which still fucked me up. And high from the dankest gravities (my old manager at JJ's), AK47s (minibong with frog slide, remember that Peter and Amar? Those had to be the best), oh and remember when I picked up those Juicy Fruits and brought them to your house Peter (trav, you were there too)? Those had an unbelieavable taste! Wish I could've gone to Hawaii with you guys senior year and smoked some Maui Wowie. It's all good though. Key West was so dope with trav's family. We got high with Kyle and bought the underwater disposable cameras that people get when they're about to go scuba diving. So that you can take pictures of cool ocean stuff like fish and sand. But instead, we took it to the pool and did some underwater poses. Haha! That shit was funny.
So maybe i will and maybe i wont. Probably won't though. It would be nice to hold a conversation with a friend I haven't seen in over a year. Peter comes here in 2 days! Holy shit! Wow! Can't even describe the excitement. That's all I have for now.
Oh yeah my friends. Have you seen Dexter? Everyone here is crazy about it. One of my friends says it might possibly be the greatest show ever. And he's seen Entourage and other great shows. I'll take his word. I think it's about a Serial Killer that goes around killing Serial Killers. Everyone says the episodes just keep getting better and better! Well I hope you haven't seen any. Cuz when I get back, we'll have a show to watch together. Someone download it. Or maybe I'll netflix it. I'll talk to you guys later. Peace!
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