Busted

June already…. time just keeps on going faster and faster. I am going to be 24 in August! 24! Where does the time go?

Get this, today it is a pretty crappy day, so I decide I am going to clean my room and do some laundry. What better way to spice up some tedious chores than a joint? I figure dad is at work and won’t be home till 3:30, and was about 1:30 that I would be ok. So I go out back and spark a fat lil’ pinner. (oxymoron much?) As soon as I finish I go to toss the roach and I see my dad standing in the kitchen opening mail. I hate being blown in front of my parents, talk about a shitty buzz. So I go inside and we exchange hello’s… I go straight up to my room. Then I hear my dad yelling out in a casual indirect voice from the kitchen “Smells like dope.” Busted. I just ignored it and and he said it again about a minute later. I was paro…. but I just continued on with what I had planned on doing. I even came up with a rant to say when my dad came up to my room to confront me on the pot smoking. He never came.

It is not like it is really a big deal, I am 23, if I want to smoke a joint one afternoon while I do my laundry so be it. Plus, Susan smokes weed… so do Pauline and Carissa. Everybody smokes weed nowadays. Or so it seems…

I am heading to Nicholas’ place in Quebec this weekend, I am looking forward to it. Him and I are back on good terms again, I just never really mentioned it in writings. We both were wrong to a degree.

I need a new Keyboard, this one sucks. Carissa is coming home from Costa Rica in 2 weeks. I kind of liked her not being around…Of course I still miss her, but I am not a fan of living with her. If she lives with Dad and I for long, I may go nuts. I like being alone and so does my dad… Carissa will always be tagging along and questioning what I do… bah…But then again, I seriously need to start working to move out. I need to get out of here… I need to find a full time job too, this is retarded. Loblaws sucks the bag…

Music of the Moment: The New Deal
Today I Feel: Mellow