A night of fun

Ok, first off, I feel this needs it's own thread, because even though I am still quite buzzed right now, I don't want to put it in the "Post here when your high" thread, because most people, when they post there, they probably don't read other posts. Please keep this it's own thread, because I want to hear people's opinions, people that aren't high as well. Here goes, long post but if I do say so myself, quite well worth the read.

I am writing this while high.. really, really high. My friend Matt and I had the most fun ever, best night of my life. It started out at around 9:40. I went to Giant and bought a birthday card for my dad. I was in the parking lot, packing a bowl. I smoked a bit, then met my friend over by the daycare center we used to work at. We parked both cars and got our shit together. We were walking towards the daycare center and decided to go smoke on
one of the mini-buses in the daycare parking lot. Matt told me they never locked them, so we got into one, and packed a bowl. We smoked it, and in doing so, had a great idea. We should smoke INSIDE the daycare center. But how? Matt told me that sometimes they leave windows unlocked on accident. He then said that for next week when we do it, he'd try to talk to the director, whom he knows well and is cool, and she smokes as well, and see if she'd give him a key. We THEN decided that we should check windows and see if any are unlocked, and if they are, we sneak in, and smoke. We left the bus, but I left my fucking phone in the bus. I borrowed Matt's phone to use as light, and found that not only had I left my fucking phone, but I left my lighter and a receipt. Oops.

We walked around and made sure both of us knew what we were doing and knew what we would do for each of the general situations. We planned it out, then crept around outside this 7 foot tall plastic fence. It's fucking raining outside, and I have trouble getting over, so I have to go around. We sneak through the playground, and keep in mind, there are houses on either side of the playground, and people were capable of seeing us. We managed to make it to a shadowy area, and started checking windows. We found one unlocked, and slipped in, as quiet as possible. We figure that people don't stare out the window at a daycare at 10:30pm, but if they heard a lot of noise, it would cause them to do so. We got in and crawled to the door of the room we were in. We had to make sure that there were no cleaning crew people still there, even though there were no cars in the parking lot. We found there were no cars, however in some sort of effort to keep security, they had left the light on in the front office. There is a long hallway leading from the front of the building all the way to the back, where we were. We were afraid that a passer-by could see people creeping around in there. We made it to one of the rooms that we knew had comfy chairs, and set-up. Matt went back to clean-up the wet footprints we had left in the room we got into first, while I packed a bowl, got a nice set up of chairs going, and got water and checked the hallway again. I packed a bowl of some dank bud left over from my last transaction. I let Matt get greens for that one AND the bowl of Northern Lights I was going to pack next because he went back and cleaned up the footprints, AND opened the window when we were getting in. Then I packed a bowl of the Northern Lights I just bought last night. We smoked that shit until it was cashed, recording a video of us taking hits off the bong using Matt's camera on his phone, then we chilled a bit.

Then.. all of a sudden, it fucking hit me. Smoke detectors. Shit! Why didn't we think of the MOST OBVIOUS thing ever considering what we had eventually planned to do, which was smoke! Good thing we didn't keep smoking, because if the smoke detectors HAD gone off, we would have been completely and utterly fucked. Not ONLY would the fire alarms gone off and woke up everyone in the surrounding area and the Fire Department would have automatically been called, but we would have been soaked too, and in an effort to gather up ALL of my wet shit, you know some shit would have been dropped in the process. Talk about the mother of all fucking buzzkills. We moved rooms, and sat next to the window, which faced the other building at the daycare. We found candy in the previous room and took some when we left, so we ate some of that. We sat and chilled for what felt like forever, but ended up only being like 20 minutes. We had many laughing fits. We then cleaned up, and debated how we would leave. We weren't sure if we should risk killing the high and sneaking through the window again, or just walk out the back door. My theory was that sneaking through windows looks really sketch, but walking out of a door doesn't. We decided to pretend to be cleaning people. We both started laughing uncontrollably when Matt said "What if the real cleaning guys are out there when we leave? What are we supposed to say? 'Hey man... we did your job for you?" Hahahahaha. Anyway, we took the trash bags that were left by the backdoor and took them to the trashcan. We got into the car and drove to Matt's neighborhood. We smoked two more huge bowls of Northern Lights, and just fucking chilled like hell. It was amazing. I felt so incredibly good. By that time, it was 1:30am. I was getting mad munchies, but I found it off and Matt and I relaxed while listening to Bob Marley.

I thought we should drive to Taco Bell. Matt agreed and we drove to Taco Bell, before 2am when they were supposed to close. We got there and Matt was able to spot me. I got a lemonade and chicken quesadilla. We drove back back to a parking lot near my car, and had the best meal ever. We chilled a bit more, then decided to call it a night. I walked to my car for what felt like forever, and got paranoid and thought someone as following me. In my effort to get in the car asap and lock the doors, I backed up into the doorframe, fucking ridiculously hard, and hurt my fucking tailbone. I thought I broke it. I settled down and found that I was still really high. I drove home, which was just down the street, and came inside. I got a poptart and a glass of milk and came upstairs to my room. I put on the movie Jay And Silent Bob Strike Back. I then figured that I might not remember certain details of our night, so I decided to right it. I'm currently buzzed right now, so I'm finishing up the remains of the bowl from earlier. One second...

Ok, so now that I've done that, I'm sitting here, finishing this, listening to Kottonmouth Kings. What's on right now? A chill song called "So High" feeling good and irie. Next up: "Proud To Be A Stoner" by Kottonmouth Kings.

SO in conclusion, this evening was money. One of those nights where you know that later on in life, when you're talking about it, you both say "Good times" and you know that is incredibly true. It was especially nice because I was with one of my closest friends, someone whom I could act like an ass around and not worry about how he felt about me.

I'm going to put on the rest of Jay And Silent Bob Strike Back and fall asleep in front of the TV.