4:20 Experience

This is a narrative of my drug experiences of 4/20/05.

First time I ever remember celebrating 4:20, but it was the best. That day had begun in the hotel room at which my co-workers and myself were staying. The purpose of staying there was for a ??Signature Project?, and the cost was free. The work hadn??t been anything memorable, and our shift ended at our designated time of 4:30.

We drove back to the hotel room, and that was when the celebration began. My buddy, (I??ll name him JD), told me to come over to his room, which was next to mine. I went over there, and he whipped out a big ass bag of weed. JD told me to smoke up with him and HS, (Co-worker), and I told him, ??RJ finds out, the motherfucker will narc?. JD responded, ??Fuck RJ. If you don??t smoke, I??m beating the shit out of you.? You don??t need to tell me twice. We proceeded to smoke a couple of joints, and several bowls worth of decent weed. After that, the three of us decided it??d be a good idea to go get dinner at the restaurant.

One of the perks of doing this project was eight bucks worth of free food for breakfast and dinner, (Lunch was provided onsite, actually very good food), and we ordered our meals. I asked JD if he could buy me a bottle of vodka for the evening, and he said he would. To avoid arriving at the liquor store before it closed, JD went over there after he ordered. He came back two minutes later, brandishing a large brown bag. I looked in it, and sure enough, there was my vodka. JD had ordered cheesecake for dessert, and he took it with us. My buddy almost freaked when I damn near dropped the fucking cheesecake. JD decided that he didn??t want to ruin the cheesecake, so he carried it himself, (And he almost dropped it a bunch of times), and we went back to his room to drink. I sat there, drinking immense amounts of vodka, and got blasted. We went to the girls?? room, and we drank more beer and vodka there. After that, I staggered back to JD??s room, and drank even more. At this point, I couldn??t even stand up straight, let alone walk anywhere. Music was blaring in JD??s room, and so was the TV. JD, HS, and myself drank with the fucking door open, and no one noticed or even cared. About ten o??clock, the excessive amounts of vodka caught up with me, and I passed out in JD??s room on one of the beds. At eleven, RJ apparently came over, and woke me up enough to pass out in my own room, which was shared by RJ, (Fucking rotten luck on my part), and woke up around four. I was thinking, ??What the fuck did I do? I was fucking trashed!? I passed out a few minutes after that and woke up to my phone ringing, and my first instinct was to smash the motherfucker. I felt that breakfast was a shitty idea, due to my massive hangover. No headache, but my gut was bugging me like a bastard. I went back to bed, with the idea of sleeping until my boss came by. Twenty minutes later, he was banging on my goddamn window, yelling my name. I wanted to yell back, ??Hey asshole! I??m fucking hung over! Come back at the check out time.? Instead of doing that, I went with him to breakfast, and ate a full meal. I ignored virtually everything he said, and the meal passed rather quickly. After that, we had to go back to the hotel and get the rest of the crew.

That was the best 4:20 I??ve ever had. I??m pretty stoned right now, so you??ll have to contend with my fuck ups in writing. Anyways, that wasn??t the first one I??ve had, it??s just the first one I can fucking remember. I??ve gotta tear, (Must get higher) and later.
drsonoma Reviewed by drsonoma on . 4:20 Experience 4:20 Experience This is a narrative of my drug experiences of 4/20/05. First time I ever remember celebrating 4:20, but it was the best. That day had begun in the hotel room at which my co-workers and myself were staying. The purpose of staying there was for a ??Signature Project?, and the cost was free. The work hadn??t been anything memorable, and our shift ended at our designated time of 4:30. We drove back to the hotel room, and that was when the celebration began. My buddy, Rating: 5