Life in General

Mom: Are you rolling paper roses over there? Me: Yeah, why? Mom: It looked like you were rolling a joint. Me: I wouldn’t do that right in the living room. Besides, I suck at rolling. Mom: (almost wistfully) I used to be really good at it.

I would like to be very high right now, and out of my head.

It’s raining, I’m bored, and homesick, and I don’t think Hometown will deliver sweet potato fries to me.