eh
Three hours of sleep; Clay and I spent the night at Danielle's. We ended up taking all of the acid (lol, 54 dollars, all seven hits) between the three of us. Clay barely tripped even though he took the most, and Danielle and I stayed up and talked. Khundy snuck out of his house at 1 AM to come ride the lightrail and visit me and stayed the night. (Holy balls, I love the boy.)

It was nice. Probably won't ever do it again, but it was fun and we needed the experience.

"I AM GOING TO MASTICATE YOUR ELBOW. I WILL MASTICATE YOUR WEENIS."
"Clay, that's like. . . rapification."
"MASTIFICATION. . . . *giggle* . . . I WILL MASTIFICATE YOUR WEENIS. TURN THEM INTO DOGS. LARGE, STATELY AND AUSTERE DOGS. Woof! I LOVE YOU! Woof! WHY DON'T YOU EVER WRITE ME?! Woof! I'M SEEING SOMEONE ELSE."

Etc. It was a nice, chill and fun time. Very silly. Danielle and I bonded quite a bit and got very close. The three of us talked of old times and some other, uninteresting shit happened. It was wonderful and it'd been a couple of years since we'd done anything that irresponsible, all three of us. It was wonderful. We listened to Silent Hill music all night and giggled and smoked and caught moths.

Now I am extremely tired. Clay and I just watched Reno 911 for a very, very long time and now we're both just relaxing in our beds.