Tuesday, January 27
So I ate pot brownies today, approximately 2 hours before going home. At dinner, my mother fucking flips a lid on me because she thinks that I have an eye infection. Who knew?
"It often happens that I wake up at night and begin to think about a serious problem and decide I must tell the Pope about it. Then I wake up completely and remember that I am the Pope."
- Pope John XXIII
My favorite thing to do during my spare time is skinning my neighbors' pet pomeranians and trading their fur to crack dealers in Newark.