[Fëanor]

First, I'll explain why the real Friday sucked. It started off good, I bought an 1/8th of chronic and a couple Xanax. So, after I railed my Xanax, I was loading a bowl, and everyone else was cutting up their lines. All of a sudden this guy comes up, flips out a badge, and starts yelling something about drugs. Because I'm pretty faded from the Xanax, all that my mind thinks is "Badge+weed in hand=busted and that cannot happen." So I got up and walked away, leaving the pipe on the table and losing the 1/8th that was being broken up on my lap. Turns out later that the guy was a Private Investigator and a better idea would have been to tell him to fuck off and keep loading the bowl. Anyway I had to buy my boy a new pipe because in all fairness I was the one who left it behind. So I was out $50 for the eighth (which I never got to smoke out of), and another $25 for his pipe. Friday blew. That 1/8th was supposed to be stretched until Friday when I get paid, so now I have to decide if I can cut into my budget to get more weed.

As for tonight, well, I got off work 45 minutes ago, and 15 minutes ago I ate my 1/4 of shrooms. In not too long I expect to be having a great time shrooming and walking around Las Vegas at night. I kinda wish I had some weed, but I'm sure I'll live.

So, this is the part where everyone else shares their fun plans for Sunday night. Go to bed at 8 PM so you can wake up on time for work? Party like a rockstar until 4 AM? C'mon, share your Sunday night plans.