And I lurked the web. I can afford to stay up all night, because I have chosen to give up any real responsibilities. After I finish my stoge and this coffee, I'll probably sleep-in until evening. It's a shame, too. &rainbows; has been dishing out pretty awesome weather as of late. :shrug: This is going to be my official insomniac olympics thread. You may share your stories too, if you'd like. EDIT: It was after my profound cigarette-retrospective-thinking-time under the stars that I realized I simply don’t open myself up enough to people. And I should, because I am a decent human being, regardless of my cold-heart facetious demeanor. I am probably one of the most genuine person I know, because I understand completely how much it sucks to endure the fate of false friends, bad relationships, and coping with a great loss - so much, I don't even know how to mourn, anymore. I don’t bother with starting new threads, because I had nothing important to contribute. But now I do. MODS: This is not a ploy to start another chatting thread, but to promote positivity and self-growth, amongst like-minded individuals. I’ve witness in countless threads, the kind of mind-boggling power these persons have, but they have no respecting ears/or pair of eyes to share their deep-witted thoughts, wisdom, and ideals with. Well, I have nothing else better to do, and I can appreciate good company. I hope we can all equally enjoy this thread as much as I am going too. Blades: We are a community of characters, and I can admire idiosyncrasies at their most genuine. We all lead different lives, and are very strongly opinionated, but we all have one thing in common: the respect and admiration of this mind-elevating substance we call weed. And weed is damn good. But more-so, it is a very spiritual experience if you allow yourself to be positively-elevated by it. Keep your heads up. I won't be updating this regularly, but like life, the good parts are sure to come naturally. I will upload random photos/vids to basically share with you a glimpse of my (night) life - while you were sleeping. I do not take credit for the photos or videos, unless stated otherwise (they are either produced by friends, or event photographers). Furthermore. “While you were sleeping” was secretly dedicated to a very special person that I hold dear to the depths of my cunt. I hope to show him this one day, but for now, this is my own special -memories- hole. And if I don’t live long enough to see tomorrow, at least I have tried my earnest attempt to make someone else smile (outside of my real social life).
im also a vampire like ur self awake at night.insomnia?or just used to staying up?? ive haent smoked in a while cuz of T-break so i think that has affected my sleep
I awake whole night just to surf web and most of the time i cook while all are sleeping i enjoy my food alone
hmm a lot of times I'm up late toking... but I'm usually in bed by 6 am. I live with a bipolar lady though... she'll stay up for a week straight, and then go into a mania... lol glad its not me.
My sleep schedule has been pretty abnormal since I was about 11. I guess you can call it insomnia, but I enjoy staying up at night vs. the day. T-breaks suck ass. I'm sorry. I haven't smoked in two days. Meh. Hey, that's pretty cool. I bet you're an awesome cook because of it? I cook sometimes, but I don't like to eat real heavy meals during those late hours. Unless of course I have the munchies or am shitty drunk. Yeah, I'm usually passed out by now too, but for once this coffee actually worked its caffeinated magic. Your roommate sounds like an interesting gal. I bet you'd never have a dull day with her around.
no, I should really write a book, or cast a movie.. Ever watched/ read running with scissors? Yeah, way cooler. hahah sorry, I don't wanna jack your thread
Word? Yeah, I've seen a few episodes. Quirky, is what I would use to describe that show (from what I can remember, at least). I don't mind if you thread-jack. I'm really not the possessive type. Spill.
You know, I've never had this matter professionally diagnosed. I've just always associated not being able to sleep at night with insomnia? But then I grew to like it. Sue me.
I think insomnia is just having extreme difficulty sleeping and just not really being able to sleep regardless of the time. Then again, I could be wrong.
spill? Oh holy crap.. lets see.. one morning the man and I woke up smelling something cooking.. I was a little skeptical.. then I walked out to the kitchen around 4 am and she's deep frying frozen eggo's in the fryer... And one night, I came home blazed out of my mind, walked in the house and it smelled kind of like gas I thought. So I wake her up, ask her if she can smell it.. and she says: "Oh yeah.. I painted the cupboards." Me:"Did you take them outside to paint them?" her:"No.. but they're gold and silver now.." Another Time I was having an attorney over to discuss a settlement on my back.. And I didn't really want her to talk to the attorney because I just figured it would make things take forever, and she'd probably weird out the lady. So I sent her to get me a bag at her brothers with my car. (I didn't need it, but it was to get her out of the house.) We live in a trailer park, and I told her not to take the car out of the park (her brother lives on the other side of the park) and only to go to her brothers. 3 hours, and several frantic calls trying to find my car later, she pulled back in the driveway, no gas in my car, no weed on her possession and she lost my $50. There are lots of stories.. haha
You've pushed me to wiki this, and it turns out that I really don't care to read all of that right now. But if you'd like, you can research this topic and tell me more about it later. I'd appreciate it. Otherwise, let's keep this thread on point kay, love?
Just had some bomb ass toast with cinnamon bread, imported butter from france, and honey almond butter. gah, i dont want to go to class..
Haha. Gold and silver is sensible taste I can understand. Not sure too much about them two going together, let alone in the same room. Egsh. I've always wanted a trailer to call my home. Live out in the country somewhere, and raise llamas. I've got huge ambitions, as you can tell. Anyway, my friend used to live in one, and it was parked on her dad's (some-odd acres of) land. He was a total sleaze though, and eventually kicked her off of his property because she wouldn't give up her entire paycheck to him. And that pretty much ended our dream hang-out spot. It was one of the best summers, though. Funny how good things never last. There really was something majestic about sitting on her rooftop, smoking, watching the sun-rise with the music blaring below us (inside of the tailor). Yeah, anyway. She really does sound like a doll. If you wrote a book, I would read it. I like you. Stick around.
Thanks! There are new stories every day.. lmao I do have a blog already... I wonder though.... I don't think it would work. It would make my "I'm normal life" smash with my "I'm really a stoner life" I don't see that ending well.. hahah
I'm not much of a night owl these days but in my youth it was a favorite. I love how quiet and still everything gets when the world around you goes to bed. Its a nice time to decompress, these days however I just find theres nothing to occupy me at those hours any more so I smoke a bowl and pass out much earlier.