Great First Day of Vacation!

For those who don't want to read the whole thing, just scroll to the bottom for the summary. :D




Hey everyone, yesterday was my first day of vacation (after school of course!), and I have to say it was nothing short of amazing.

So I get out of school at 1:45, and proceed to my car to drive home and officially begin vacation. On the way home, I packed and burned my dugout twice. Gettin a little buzzy. :stoned:

When I get home, I check on my plantys, and start getting creative. I found an old backpack and a towel. I start ducttaping the towel to the inside of the backpack so I can keep all my glass in there without it getting jostled around, mostly my bong. Came out pretty good, except that the duct tape didn't hold, so I think i'm going to sew it up. :thumbsup:

Anyway, I go pick up two friends and one of their dates (they were hanging out after school apparently). I then drop off one friend and his date, and go hang out at the other friends house. We line up plans to meet with a stoner friend, who is currently celebrating the beginning of vacation as well by hot boxing their car in a Park and Ride right next to the highway...

At this point it's around 6:30, and we go pick her up. We then go pick up the friend who was hanging out with his girl. I'm sober at this point, but the girl we just picked up is blazed off her ass, but she's a very calm, collected stoner, not crazy go nuts. After a few hours of driving around and searching for a place, we finally settle down on a development road in the middle of the woods. (I LOVE RURAL NEW ENGLAND!!!) Whip out the bong, and my bottle of water, fill her up, clam baking with my new glass bong! :dance:

After getting severely ripped, we go to Chilis for dinner. Yum! :D

I drop everyone off at their respective houses, and head home. It is now about 12:15. I get online on my computer, and pack my bowl again because by this time i'm starting to come down, and I want to be a blazed motherfucker when I go to bed.

So I'm online when a friend of mine who is in college messages me. He informs me he's back in town (his house is 2 minutes away from here driving), so I tell him that my bong bowl is packed and I'm going to smoke it anyway. We both agree it would be an excellent idea for me to come over with my bong.

12:30 I finally arrive, since I had to pour out the bong water for transportation, get all my weed into it's containers etc etc (plus I was pretty stoned anyway, so much forgetting what I was doing happened while I was doing what I was doing (confusing? :D)).

Anyway, I get there, and he shows me a nice little glass bowl he got. IT'S TINY!!! It's about 2.5" long, and the glass is about half an inch thick!!! It's made of beautifully clear glass, with a brown/green design the drips down the stem and swirls right on the end of the bowl. It's absolutely beautiful, and hits like a champ! The hits are very clean, smooth, and genuinely 'glassy.' I know this will sound strange, but imagine licking like a clean window or something, that's what the hits feel like haha. I could have just been stoned out of my gourd though.

Anyhow, we go out back and smoke up the bong, and then go pack the piece, and hit that too. By this point we are both messed up, he hasn't smoked in a long time and it's hitting him hard. We hang out and watch Terminator 2 and then I leave. I have no idea what time I got back, but the bed was the most comfortable thing ever. Sleep! :thumbsup:

So that was my first day of vacation after getting out of school. Oh and now I'm doing a math problem I just thought of.



Summary:

-Got out of school at 1:30ish
-Smoked two dugout packs on the way home
-Picked up three friends, dropped off two
-Hung out at the remaining friends house
-Met up with a different friend (stoner friend, girl, she was already blazed)
-Picked up one of the friends that I had previously dropped off
-Got blazed on a road in the woods
-Ate at Chili's (CHILI'S BABY BACK RIBS, barbeque sauce...)
-Drove everyone home
-Got home at 12:15
-Found out a friend who goes to college was home for the week
-Went to his house and got him blazed off a bong for the first time
-Got home late and crashed
-Woke up buzzed and am currently doing a random math problem i thought of when i woke up

I love good days.

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Originally Posted by Inferius

I love good days.

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Me too. I am suffering from a little bit of 'brain a la sahara' currently, but hopefully it'll be gone by tomorrow. :)

that sounds like a very eventful day, thoughs are definently the best!