I felt good on the 7th. Christians scare me.

Just returned from LV on Sunday night. It's good to be home.

I had some stuff hanging in the Cosmo and had to deal with the business end of my life, fucking boring dealing with boring suit types trying to impress me with their art knowledge and money. I'll take their cash and smile though and I will say that the Cosmo is the most art friendly place on the strip. We saw a Warhol show at one of the casinos too. I was able to get through the meet and greet events with the help of a couple of…

Well you can tell from the lack of updates that the use of marijuana has caused me to basically not give a shit about anything. This is something I need to get a handle on. The pluses are that I can stay at my old level of narcotics usage and can sleep through the night.

The negatives are that I can sleep till 2pm and watch TV till midnight snacking on "Good and Plenty's". I do like getting high and walking on the beach or in the woods with the dog though. The pot makes me uncomfortable around folks I…

Got my sleep last night but I needed to get up at 5:30 AM today and it has completely fucked me. It's 1:30 PM and I am fucking fucked in the head. I needed to get some creativity down to paper and the getting up so fucking early Monday thing has fucked me. I thought I'd get up and drink some tea and eat a cinnamon roll, walk the dog around the beach and then be ready to go.

I did those things but then got in an argument with another human that doesn't handle mornings that well either. I…

I love parking in a friends white with red interior 1964 Impala SS out in the woods on a dirt road near the river with Orange Goblin's album "Time Traveling Blues" playing on the stereo just loud enough so that you can still hear the rain bouncing off the roof. I like to just sit there in that environment smoking some grass with the windows rolled up on a Autumn afternoon.

It's very green here and sometimes the colors vibrate in a very cool way. After we get high and we split and drive a hundred and six miles an…

OK, so I received my license to get stoned from the State of Washington and one of the things that worried me is that I would become a comatose stoner, guess what?

I'm not sure if my trepidation actually resulted in my concern manifesting itself, but it did.. It may have something to do with the quality of medical weed too, although I actually smoke very little weed as I am a hash woman. The quality of hash is great too as well as this stuff I found called BHO which is over 90% pure THC extracted trough the use…

huh!

I've decided to to become a hash head for a year or two. We took the dog to the forest and smoked hash and I liked it.

I received a nice message from one of my Lastfm admirers last week letting me know I'm a skank, whore , slut, with a smelly pussy.

While I am many things I don't believe that I'm a skank, I have skanked and I have used the skank technique while playing guitar. I think what "he" meant was the following definition;
Derogatory term for a (usually younger) female, implying trashiness or tackiness, lower-class status, poor hygiene, flakiness, and a scrawny, pockmarked sort of ugliness. May also imply promiscuity, but not necessarily. Can apply to any race, but most commonly used to…

WTF, the dog gets vindictive if I leave him home alone. In the past couple of weeks he has ate some light bulbs, glass art that a friend made, a couple of paintings off the walls that friends made, $15k of Native American art that some friends gave us, and yesterday he ate a picture of our last dog and jumped on the counter and pulled a bottle of 12 year old Jameson out of the liqueur cabinet and had it on the floor when I got home. It has a cork top and he couldn't get it open. He…