Cold and spiders.

Sitting outside on my trampoline, trying to be in the sun.
I'm fucking cold. I don't know why.
DAMMIT, this weather sucks dick.

I was supposed to have plans today, but they for crushed before 11a.m.
I woke up early for nothing, then I did nothing all day.
I'm supposed to have plans tomorrow too... Those will work out, or I'll be tweaked.

I re-found my dad's stash today.
He doesn't keep it in the same drawer anymore, but I smelled that drawer and it reeked.
He has sort of a lot, more than I've ever seen in one place at one time.

I almost smoked weed this weekend. ALMOST.
The onie -how the fuck do you spell that?- was empty by the time she gave it to me...
Then she just put it away.
Dumb whore can't be assed to get her own lighter... And I have to go with when she smokes up
She thinks she's cool.

There was just a little spider but I don't know where it went now...
Shit.