Ahhhh 4:20. Fuck it.

Who else celebrates this meaningless time. Well not entirely meaningless. The hippies love it. But as I always say, fuck the hippies... Alright. Sorry about that. Had to go get my coffee. Oh haha. Stupid me. You didn't even notice nor care that I was gone. So Hitler would have been 118 today. I actually looked it up on wikipedia. So I guessed wrong on my post for Jon. Jon if you read this, you could edit that for me. I don't know why I am up so early this morning. I guess the sun looked to pleasent to lie back down. I do have to work this morning. But I don't have to leave for hours yet. I don't even need a shower this morning. I took care of that shit last night. So I have nothing but time baby. So not last night but the night before. When I was done work Dave came over. My Grandma had cooked us a roast beef dinner. It was delicious of course. I think you would have to be dense to be on this earth for 77 years and not know how to cook. Or know how to read your bible and pray everyday.

I am still working on that myself. I am terrible with getting in my Jesus time. Oh, and happy 8 years since the columbine shootings. 12 students were killed that day, and one teacher. Twenty some odd others wounded. That is a lot of reasons to smoke a bowl today. If you are a stupid fuckin' hippy. Or Dave Power. Yes there is a difference. So Nicole by now is probably losing her mind. Or she is loving it and handling it well. I could see it going both ways. I am kind of excited to see her when she gets back and find out how the experience went. Anyways, I never finished about Dave coming over. He came over. His friend Rose called. I gave her bad directions here. But when my Grandma got home we called her back with better ones. In the meantime we went to the park with wine in water bottles. Smoked a joint and all was good. We got back and turned on the Tamba Bay-New Jersey game. During the second period we decided we wanted to play texas hold 'em poker. We got my Grandma in on it.

Just for three bucks each. But whoever won, tripled their money. I won. Now both times I have played poker with Dave, I have taken his money. I got a four of a kind like the second hand and got a lot of money there. Then the hand I took my Grandmother out, she had a pari of aces and a pair of fours. I had a pair of aces and a pair of tens. So that was a rough round and I knocked her out. Dsave considering the very little money he had put up a good fight against me who had a pile of chips. But eventually I put him out of his mysery. Now my coffee everyday at work is payed out of poker earnings. Rose showed up when we were almost done our poker game. When we were done, we went to the park again because it was gorgeous. Went down to that nice u-shaped dock going right onto the water and smoked a joint and a bowl and a couple of cigarettes. When we got back to my place, I gave Rose a JPS. Haha. She could not finish it. Too strong for her. Smokers are such pussies these days.Light cigarettes and decaffeinated coffee were the two stupidest inventions.

I found someone who will dance their ass off with me at Summerfolk. I was hoping I would find someone because I like to dance to music I hate. Makes me enjoy it. It is probably why I have been dancing so much lately. I am constantly surrounded by music I hate. But Abby dances. She said she will dance with me. Which is good. I didn't want to get stuck with the hippies. Fuck hippies! I am caught up in a half assed religious debate yet again on Middle of Nowhere. I seem to get into those all too frequently. But hey, my main debate is against a Christian who likes Avenged Sevenfold. So needless to say. It is just me barely sparring and trying to get her to react by telling her her religion is meaningless. Until I get to the point where I tell her that her Lord and Saviour sais she must love me. But I won't bring that up until I appear to be the hardest person there is to possibly love. If they have so much faith in their faith, I am going to test it. Everyday we are advancing in society, I feel that believing in God is moreso a willful act of ignorance.

Which I think is why it bothers me so much and rubs me the wrong way. Probably my upbringing has something to do with it as well.My boss was sick yesterday. So I had to hang the new promo posters without her help. And holy Jesus Son of Joseph and God. I almost killed myself. You have to go to the very top rung of the ladder to reach the ceiling. Since there is no rung against your shins, you are very precarious up there. My boss usually holds my legs. But dear old Florence was calling in sick. I am sure she was just fucking the shit out of her boy Reg since she had been at a conference the last three days. I was thinking about people that seem to never seep out of your life. I think there is less chance of that now with this Facebook thing. It keeps you in touch with a fuckload of people you probably wouldn't have kept in touch with. A couple days I find out Ayla is on this thing. I haven't seen the girl in many years. I think she is in the GTA somewhere now too. I am not sure though.

But someday I will see her again I am sure. I always love seeing people I haven't seen in a long time who used to be the world to me. Haha, as much as someone I dated for one day can mean I guess. But no she was a pretty awesome gal. And teeny tiny. Lesley, you should start up a real blog like you told me you were thinking. Do it on blogger. That is where I have mine. Also I miss you dearly sweetheart. I think I am going to make a trip up there to see you soon. Damn you Owen Sounders that I love not living here. Anyways. A friend I haven't talked to in the longest time just came on. She has been in Africa. I want to catch up with her. Tell her how much I love her and miss her. Also fill her in on my life. So cheers everybody. If you find reasons to be pissed off at this post. I give you props. Now you are just looking for it. XOXO