So; this will be brief. i'm in a pissy mood. lets start so, i've been out of weed for a day now ( i still have a miniscule amount, not even a bowl,) that im saving for tomorrow morning, just to be sure i get high. I gett paid tomorrrow afternoon. sso, im sitting outside, a little stoned off of some resin. i have a toothpick and im scraping some more out. I decide that i should just get a pipe cleaner (one of the fuzzy colorful ones for arts &crafts) i mean, they ARE called that for a reason.. right? well, once i get the pipe cleaner, i notice its a little tooo fluffy (its not a regular one) and decide to burn it off. and NOW things start to get shitty. The thing takes a second to catch, and i watch the plasticy-yarn shrivel up, and than it catches, the flame is huge and hot still-on-fire plastic lands on my hand. & iin between my fingers. I jump; the book the scraped out resin is on slides off my legs, as does my pipe. my pipe makes no alarming Glass-breaking noise (probably because it had already been taped) i get down and gather the book, a few chunks of big resin, than pick my pipe up, immediately small shards of glass crumble out from the taped, another peice falls off, seperating the taped peice completely from the other half of the bowl, and the stem. FUCK MY LIFE. but than, i notice about 2 bowls worth of nice sticky resin from the parts of the bowl i couldnt reach, i go in to tell my mom what has happened, she comforts me (im kindof yelling) and promises to get me a new one, as long as its less than 25$. So, was being burned, and the final breaking of my beautiful rainbow thick glass pipe, from the boy i loved, annd a few days with a home made pipe worth a new 25$ pipe, and 2 bowls of resin? The optiimist in me wants to say yes, it is. The pipe is now retired, sitting in a small box in my closet. i dont think i'm ready to get rid of it quiite yet. Keep smoking. -katheryn.