So on Sunday me and specialk420 went to this Peace and Hemp Fest in Chicago. We were pretty stoked about it, but it wasn\'t as great as I thought it\'d be. Totally chill, awesome people, some good music, but just kinda small. There were like 4 booths set up and a stage. Everyone was just chillin on the grass, hangin out, smokin. It was pretty sweet. Some people near us whipped out this sick hookah and just had a big group of people puffin. Me and specialk were unfortunately dry (everyone around here is! ) but we talked to some dudes who let us smoke a j with them. We probably coulda asked to get in on a couple other group sessions but I felt like a mooch. Then... There\'s this 39 year old dude at my work who likes me He\'s got a girlfriend, has kids from another chick, and wrote me a poem saying things like \"You\'re my green eyed woman\". Um, kinda scary, pretty weird. He wanted to hang out at Starbucks tonight, but I told him I had other plans. Ugh... So instead of hanging out with my stalker, I hung out with a group of people I haven\'t chilled with in a while and it was awesome. Seriously, NO ONE can get any!!! We were all really bummed. And bored. Then the dude who\'s house we were at looks at me and says \"Lift up that pillow next to you.\" So I do, and what\'s sittin on the couch? A packed bowl, heheh . I saw it and my eyes lit up and the guy started laughing. He goes \"You look like a kid who just found candy or something\" hahaha. So we smoked. It wasn\'t the greatest bud, but shiiiiiit I was NOT complaining. Caught a decent buzz so all was good. We sat and chilled, watched a movie, wrestled around... I learned how to flick coins outta my fingers really fast and hard so I was practicing pinging pennies off people. I\'m gettin ready to leave so me and specialk420 (heh, she\'s my best friend ) go outside to our cars. I\'m sittin with my dome light on searching my purse for my lighter. I see a cop circle around the restaraunt right next to the house. I figure \"He\'s just turnin around or doing a check or whatever.\" My friend leaves, I sit for a minute longer, and as soon as I put it in reverse and go to back out, this cop pulls up and has the lights going, beeping the siren. \"bwoop BWOOP!\" THANKFULLY I didn\'t have anything on me, and we had smoked that bowl a while ago so I was straight. But then 2 more cops pulled up!!! Dang. So he\'s asking me what I\'m doing parked where I was (in front of this old, un-used garage, but on my friend\'s property) and I\'m like \"I was just hanging out with the people who live here.\" Two of my friends come out of the house to see what\'s going on, the cop runs my license, and all is fine. But wow, I was pretty freaked out. ANY encounter with the doughnut-eating kind is scary for me. It was bullshit though \'cause there were like 3 other cars parked in the same area, I dunno. Whatever. Okay, now, I ask you: what\'s the difference between living without regrets and feeling like shit for being a bad person? Heh, I can\'t go into much detail here but I did something I know I shouldn\'t have done, but it was something I wanted to do. Ya know? I don\'t want to be cryptic, but does anyone know what I\'m talkin about? (Sorry for the long post, )
I once had a 39 year old hit on me, but I was 16 and a guy. I got pulled over a few days back for 65 in 50. I had my bubbler with me and had to throw it under the seat spilling all the water. I played it cool and just got a warning but I hate the cops! I was surprised he didn\'t smell the weed I was just smoking. My eyes don\'t get red anymore though.
thats sick, i gotta catch one of the hempfest\'s, they sound mad fun. and about the 39-year old dude uhh i dunno that is kinda weird
well i didn\'t know, that\'s why i asked. i just remember seeing some threads a few months ago where you both were together.
suffice it to say, it\'s a long story that\'s too fucked up to believe in the first place. Plus, I\'m respectful of her privacy too
No no no, pretend my post was right after the 7th post in this thread. That should straighten out the confusion.
oooh gotcha! sorry man, I\'m stressed and I can\'t smoke because i have a piss test for that job in dallas
sooo it sucked that i had to find out what you did on here before you told me yourself. you have to remember that i go on here...and i read things. maybe we should tell these fine people our situation and see what they have to say. so, obviously you would\'ve regretted not doing what you did a lot more than you\'ll regret hurting a friend. shitty. well, i\'m in a pretty bad place right now...we need to talk.
Eeek - I can see things could start turning bad. So - instead of conflict - That sounds like you had a pretty fun time. It\'s too bad that it was on the smaller side though... I think it would be amazing to witness a huge crown of MJ advocates... like the Seattle Hempfest. P.S. - 39 year old, with kids, and a g/f. Damn. Fucking perverts.
Hey guys...I think that for everyone involved, it might be best for me to shut this thread down. I don\'t see this going in a good direction. Be good to each other.