wake up at any time, if i have weed i smoke, if not i go on my computer, smoke a cig, n if im high i eat, if not, i just sit here fucking bored.
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wake up at any time, if i have weed i smoke, if not i go on my computer, smoke a cig, n if im high i eat, if not, i just sit here fucking bored.
Wake up too early,shower,get dressed,wake n bake sometimes,makes a boring day so much fun. :)
Current Morning Ritual: (all in a daze from waking up for school way too late)
Wakeup, hit snooze about 5 times.
shower
dress
grab a Green Tea
pack my backpack
look for car keys and head to school
suffer through periods one and two until i finally way up during third.
(no music :[ )
Desired Morning Ritual:
Wakeup fully rested at 7 (stir it up- bob marley)
workout, run, bike, lift etc.
shower (more raggae)
kiss my still sleeping girlfriend
make coffee and breakfast (thievery corporation)
roll a nice doob or pack a bong bowl while eating a bannana and drinking tea on my back porch overlooking something beautiful while reading the newspaper.
stretch
go to a job which i actually enjoy/go to a school in which my professors have something valuable to teach me
hopefully my desired ritual will someday be a reality :]
Currently, it consists of awakening in a hurry for getting up at the last minute and dashing straight for a quick shower. Then I run to the kitchen, grab whatever I can quickly find to eat, and head to work.
When I don't work, I usually slowly wake up in the middle of the afternoon.. Smoke a bowl, eat a bunch, watch some TV...then go for a hike.
I want to change my work scheduled mornings routine. From now on I am going to go for a short run to start with, then come back, shower, and eat properly before leaving. Then in a relaxed manner, gently cruise to work.
Every morning, I try to act as normal, but, for two hours, I walk around in frustration & pain as I feed the cats, make my coffee, smoke a cigarette, then use the toilet, after. Usually, I have pot, so then I'll magically flip my life around. Then, I watch it flip back around. Then, I'll magically flip it. Then, it creeps back. This is a daily ritual.
Carrying my coffee hurts. Wiping my ass hurts. I would do it with my right hand, but, ever since my brain trauma, I can't carry my coffee or wipe my ass with my right-hand, anymore. Now, because some guy wanted to get from Food Lion to Farm Fresh, during rush-hour, I can't do it with my left-hand, without pain.
And, then I smoke cannabis. Life is great. I'm actually going to take my first hit, since I've woke up, right now.
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Oh, great. I had a hit-and-a-half left when I fell asleep at 3:30 p.m. I woke up at 12:00 a.m. My girlfriend left my plate bare, and, packed the rest in my one-hitter bowl, filling it up halfway.
This is how the world works.
Well, it wasn't a full hit, but, it (definitely) activated my cannabinoid receptors.
I just noticed that I picked up my left-leg and set it on my right, something that hurts (both moving it and resting it). But, it doesn't hurt after I've smoked (neither moving it or resting it). In fact, I didn't even think about moving it and resting it. Without pot, I have a mental block.
Without cannabis, I know that I move my left leg because it signals that it hurts. I know that I rest it, because it does the same (only hurting in different ways).
Go to sleep, Chris!
I've already slept eight hours.