I had a pretty insane night last night. I always overdo it on Fridays because I know I don't have to wake up at any time on Saturday (actually just getting up now).
It started when my bro threw me some money, and we drove down to pick up a half-o from our ghetto connection. Everything went smoothly in the transaction, so we drove over to this guy's house who lived like around the block and starting rolling blunts and packing bowls. There was only five of us, yet we went through that half-o before midnight. At that point, I thought I better drive home and get some more, but the thing was, I was driving a stick, and I was having troubles working the clutch. Apparently I was bugging out and being a total buzzkill, which I really regret, but I mean, you try and drive a stick shift at midnight in a strange hood totally baked, yano? So we get on the highway, I'm still having trouble seeing, even now that I loaded my eyes with Visine, and what do you know, we came up on a sobriety check point. Traffic at a complete standstill. I looked to my left and my right, and everyone was wasted as ****. They still singled us out though for w/e reason, probably because I seemed so tense. They gave me the breathalizer test though, and I hadn't been drinking, so I was allowed to keep going. My heart's never beaten fast in my life. When I got home, I just wanted to chill, so my bro went back out without me, and I got on JBB and made a few posts under the influence (deleted now, lol). Then when he came back around like 3-4 AM, we did 96 nitrous hits between the two of us. That sent me on a trip like you wouldn't believe, and I just passed out on my floor. I woke up about an hour ago confused as ****.