I made the bold decision Saturday morning to get bangs. yay. I'm glad I took the risk.
Last night was so much fun. I went to a house concert in little creek where everyone drank, smoked, and moshed the night away. There was pushing, shoving, and loud music to create the ambiance. When we weren't all bashing into each other jovially (a deserate attempt to portray the way the music "affected" us), we were outside in the cool night air smoking cigs and chatting about what it is that makes up life.
After the party I tripped for the first time. zo weird. I ate mushrooms. They were splendidly unnerving. The only problem was that I didn't get much of a trip. I only felt it a little. Everyone was asleep, all cuddled up with each other in bed. I put my big red coat on and tip toed to the fire escape, where I sat and smoked. The sun was rising and the mushrooms made the light seem so peachy and happy and beyond my control that I had a transcendental moment. I could hear the noisy late night traffic from the city and it was like I left my body for a moment and floated/basked in the morning rays.
Ahh I'm so glad I ate them with the people I did. Lizzie and Shane are awesome. Lizzie and I cuddled up together, noses practically touching, while Shane complained about not having enough room on the bed. haha.
"The world is not respectable, it is mortal, tormented, confused, deluded forever, BUT, it is shot through with beauty and line, with it's glints of courage and laughter, and in these,the spirit blooms...."