2004-12-08 - 11:40 a.m.
i like it when you call me a nasty little slut

this bud...

is DUD.

ha!

no seriously folks, i just smoked, like, two bowls' worth in my car (it's hard to gauge because all i gots is a stealth one-hitter) and i'm not even buzzed. plus i'm not hungry.

not that it doesn't LOOK good. big, bright nugs, sugar-coated and glistening with crystals, fluffy and light and a tad sticky. and the smell! airy, fresh and citrus-tinged. nothing like the shit i had last time: small, hard, dry nuggets, stinking up my whole room. but dammit, the ugly shit got my high! and this shit doesn't.

whatever.

but you know, come to think of it, if this herb is as shitty as it seems to be, then why did i have such a good fucking time last night?

my god, jessica. one the one hand, when i heard about her before i met her, i hated her. (what kind of fucking sentence is that? jesus, rachel) i mean, she fucked her boyfriend's sponsor. that's pretty low right there.

but when i met her? oh my god! it's easy to see why rob doesn't hate her even though she cheated on him several times. it's easy to see. she's just so cute. she laughs a lot and says hilarious things. she exhibits high levels of immediacy--"rachel! let's be pimps and start a whorehouse!"--and throws books at chinamen in barnes & noble. and her talent with phraseology goes unrivaled. what a juicy crush i have on this slut!

crushes these days, they come and go. remember my first few? how epic and terrifying and godawful LONG they were? stephanie, for god's sake! a year and a half! and now it's like, i always have multiple crushes (jessica, the girl in my english class, the other girl in my english class, frankie sometimes, veronica), and when one of them doesn't work out, my life is over for about five minutes, and then i'm fine.

i'm rather like a tween girl in that way.

i am also a dirty old man. i realized this earlier today when i was sitting in my car, smoking and running my lines. some girl parked her little white jetta in my field of view and got out of the car and she was like WHAMMO!, especially her ass. so i was watching her get shit out of her trunk and stuff (creepy, huh?). and then i got distracted by a fly and when i looked back she was already getting back in her car, and what i said to myself was this: "you idiot, you should've paid attention. you could've been watching her ass this whole time."

nasty, filthy, dirty old man.

- rachel

ooh, you touch my tra-la-la... mmm, my ding-ding-dong