today was a good day *so far*

really random and unimportant story but i'd still like to share.

well so far my day has been pretty good. i wake up around 7 for the first time in quite a while, felling frisky and a little bored. with this in mind i decide to make today special and eventful for myself and so far it's worked out pretty well. i've been up about 2 hours and i've already gotten stuff done.

first off i realize i'm out of black n milds so i start looking for change and discover the unopened pack i lost last week. needless to say i'm puffin on one of those right now. along with this pack of blacks i also found my stash of one dollar bills i've been saving to put gas in my truck. i walk outside and feel how freezing it is and reluctantly i head off to the gas station. surpisingly it feels rather nice and i even roll down the window. it really opened up my breathing and overall gave me a nice calming feeling. very unusual for me to feel like this in this kind of weather.

the song "today was a good day" by ice cube just came on the radio! im taking that as a good sign for the day to come.

while i'm at the gas station i run into the coolest cop i've ever met. real friendly, more genuine than i've seen in a while and an all around nice person. so while i pump my gass and he pumps his we get to talkinga nd for some off reason he brings up prop 19 in cali and starts telling me how disappointed that it didnt pass. being a stoner and him being a cop i was quite surprised at this, it's not exactly common to find a cop sympithetic to the stoner cause.

so we go on for about 10 minutes even though we are both done pumping and he just goes on about how it would have helped the economy and eventually led to national legalization. by this time im really started to get confused about why he was actually on our side and finally get the balls to ask him why. he tells me that back in his college days he was the biggest stoner you could imagine and how he had so much fun with it. once we finally get to the end of the conversation i'm about to get into my truck and head home when he tells me that my truck smells like we and goes on to telling me the best way to fix the problem and even suggests a brand of car air freshener that works well. obviously right now i was paranoid and shit but then he says this sentence and it blows my mind; "normally when i smell weed in a teenagers car i get into cop mode, but this time you're the exception." i ask him why and he then says this "you remind me of me when i was younger, and you've also been the nicest person to me this morning, for that, i am doing you a favor" so i thank him and go on my way.

just as i walk in the door i get a call from my mother telling me that my grandfather, who i havent seen in quite a while will be flying in later today. this was the best news i've heard all week. after that i head into my room and start telling you guys this story.

 

frisky to me is both looking for some lady action or a slight positive agitation bordering on hyper