thank you for saying that. there aren’t many people who get to know her fully, especially those who are tied to school. i was so bent over my parents being potheads in school because i listened to what society had to say about daily cannabis users. so silly.
i wish more of my family was more into written word. it would force them to internalize their feelings more (re: realize they have nothing to bitch about). unfortunately, like 90% of my family has the gift of gabbing nonstop and then at functions all they can ask is why i’m so quiet… -______-
tomorrow is my day off. gonna wake up early, go for a walk with luke, email weekly work shit, smoke maybe coffee definitely, then eat a special brownie with my mom and go see frozen at 11:15am. the brownie was her idea, but obviously i was gonna have an edible before going anyway because i don’t go to the movies without being highhhhhhasfuck anymore.
so. i already figured out what i want to write my third book about. the first is in its early stages, just barely achieving fertilization, though i’m not even sure if i will ever share them and for the time being, i’m just doing it for me… because writing is healing for me. words written, not spoken, help me the most. or something. anyway, the second book is going to be a collection of snippets from chat rooms and conversations on american online instant messenger. if i could, i would love to somehow be able to read all my conversations from all the way back, because reading me talking to someone else is like reading a character from a fiction book; a person i simply don’t know. my collection is the final 2ish years that i used instant messenger aka before smartphones became such a popular commodity. at the time, i had no real reason to save the conversations, but around 2008, AIM made it really easy to. originally, i just wanted a funny, out-of-context collection of ridiculous things that my friends and i would say to each other or encounter while chatting on AIM… but i think i would want to do half comedy, half saying something real. it has already reminded me how candid i can be online, i’m sure i can contrive something heavy out of it… people CERTAINLY had a thing for hitting me up literally just to talk about themselves and ask for advice. and i was okay with it, because i liked typing. in person, i probably wouldn’t have listened. IT’S GOOD STUFF. IT’S LIKE THE MOVIE ‘HER’ STUFF. TECHNOLOGY PLAYS SUCH A HUGE ROLE IN MY LIFE AND I WONDER WHAT I WOULD HAVE BECAME WITHOUT IT.
SO, the third book i’m gonna write will be about my relationship with cannabis throughout my life. just like the first, i won’t have to make shit up, i now have all the inspiration in the universe.
i also have to call my aunt back tomorrow, i just realized. why can’t peooppppllllllleeeeee jjjuuuuusssssssstttttttt ttttteeexxxxxttttttt mmmmeeeeeeee. or email? even facebook is better.
When we read, our eyes move across a page or a screen to digest the words. All of that eye movement slows us down, but a new technology called Spritz claims to have figured out a way to turn us into speed-readers. By flashing words onto a single point on a screen, much like watching TV, Spritz says it will double your reading speed.
For Lent I’m just giving up in general