man... so i knock my dugout off the desk, which happens to have all my bud in it. so it falls and i start to look for it, i dont see it anywhere on the floor or behind my cds, wtf? i dont see it anywhere so i decide to start moving some stuff around,i move a bag hangin from my speakerbox, and when i did that, it shook the speakerbox and it knocked down my little statue of a rasta smoking a fatty and holding a "GRASS" box, which is where i had 8 seeds given to me by my connections grower. When my lil rasta buddy hit the carpet, he breaks, the seeds fell out mid air and scattered all to be lost forever in the carpet behind the desk.
10mins pass and i finally decide to look in the only place it could not have gotten into, the hanging bag... fuckin'A, sure enough, there she its... if only i looked there first my lil rasta would still be chillin, safe guarding my future babies, ::tear:: which are now MIA
...who the fuck decided to rain on my parade.
