Mein Geburtstag

Well Wednesday was my 21st birthday. Now I can finally drink legally! Not that I care, because I've been drinking legally for months, and now I'm doing much more smoking. I got about a half ounce of excellent shit the day before my birthday, and spent the entire day with the other Americans smoking and playing cards. We bought some cigars and I rolled up a blunt. Dirty-jerz style, only with Brazilian cigars (they don't have Phillies or Dutch-Masters). It was the first blunt I've smoked since Autumn Lane, but it was de-fucking-licious and I'll probably be doing it again. I also taught everyone how to play Up the River Down the River, which was also quite nostalgic and fun. But I only drank four beers, as the rest of the time was spent smoking bowls, joints, spliffs (with weed and hashish) and bong rips. Quite fun indeed.

Luke, you are the indisputable King of the Blog. Everone should be forced to holler at you whenever they blog as a form as respect. So holler at yourself. I'd also like to holler at Yastine for IMing me yesterday and wishing me a belated happy birthday. Apparently she was the only one who remembered :( but that's okay. And also a holler at Kimbo for IMing me last week and giving me the scoop on what's going down at Autumn. Because I sure can't tell from this dead, lifeless Blog.