Meanwhile the "main tokin buddy" gets fucked before the party even starts (unless u consider the two of us eating way too many of the brownies a party). My dad is a dick and called the dad of the person i told him i was spending the night with. 3 phone calls and 5 minutes of panic later, i was at my house with my phone ringing every 10 seconds because i was the one people were supposed to call for parking directions at the party.

It is now sunday (the day after) and i just had a lovely talk with my dad who, sending me home last night had no idea about the party, he only knew my story was flimsy and now - knows about the party via tokentexan's dad calling him from austin and telling him.

To make matters even better, 3 weeks ago we planned to go to the University of Texas and UTSA (san antonio) this next weekend. We had big plans there too, involving 2 ounces of weed, a super blunt, brownies, lots of drinking and lots of drunk college girls. Now i have just been informed that i will not be attending this 48 hour party next weekend, i will get to remain here.





Fuck.