So earlier today I had a rather odd experience. I was going to meet with this cute chick to blaze. She lives nearby and we decide to roll a blunt. So she has to go for the blunts and we'll meet right around. She say's she'll come down on bike since it's faster. So it's perfect. She calls me and textes me that she's coming out. After a couple minutes I'm about to be on my way, so I text her back. Not 30 seconds later she's calling me crying and stuff. Dude, she fell on the bike to the sidewalk and flipped on rocky shit for checking my text. I sprint there and see her talking to some people so it's kinda awkward cause they're just calling out remedies ha. I take a look and she's completly scratched. Like all over, back, knees, hands. But her shoulder. Her shoulder was completely peeled. like you could see the white flesh. Gives me chills. I walk her home carrying the bike, which is wrecked. We get there and she talks to her mom on the phone and stuff. We smoke in her living room just chilling, hoping to get the mind off the pain. Just a little later her neighbour landlady exnurse comes and we figure it's time to hide. But it still reaked. So she get's her to leave. Finally it's inevitable. and she wants to come in and stuff trying to cure her. So I step in the closet. And stay there for like 12 minutes she was there. At some points she'd stood no further than a foot from me. It wasn't even 12 oclock and I was already trapped in a chick's closet. She better put out. Then later today I drove high as fuck to a mountain. Which is totally unrelated. Anyway. I don't know, this left me what the fucked for the rest of the day. How was your day? Shit like this ever happened to you?