Sad Mondays

It is dark and rainy outside, and I feel dark and rainy inside.

Work, work, work

I have begun to notice that work is really getting in the way of my general life pursuits. I am trapped in the office when I would much rather be involved in much more damp pursuits.

Dreaming

I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun
I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun
(Gym Class Heros)

Looking back over my blog, I noticed, besides my general lull in posting, I have stop posting about my dreams. I allowed another person to make me feel silly for posting little things like this. I have come to the conclusion that this was a toxic person in my life, and have recently removed him completely. Once and for all. Perhaps I will expand on this at a later date, but for now.....

I am dreaming of a man that feels this way about me and will write a song about it. Want to hear it, here it goes -

Loving the Buddha

* Reposted from last April 20th.

In honor of all those who appreciate the sweet leaf, a little song or two.....

I'm a smoker, I'm a midnight toker (Steve Miller)

I'm so high, I even touch the sky (Bob Marley)

So [A] drink your gin-and-[E] tonic-ah, and [D] smoke your mara[E]juanic-ah (Adam Sandler)

cha-ching cha-ching we got hydroponic love and we're smokin' cha-ching cha-ching we burn it you and I, we are so lit (Gwen Stefani)

What what what what? (So blaze the weed up then!) Blaze it up, blaze it up! (Dr. Dre)

So we gonna smoke a ounce to this, G’s up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this (Snopp Doggy Dog)

I’ll hit dat bong and break ya off something soon (Cypress Hill)

You got a friend named Mary Jane, And she make me feel stange, Now I've got to call out her name (Sonic Youth & Cypress Hill)

Smoke my mind make me feel better for a small time (Dave Mathews Band)

Get ready come on now, load up the bong, crank up the song, let the informa call 911 (Sublime)

Gotta get so high (get so high) Sho'nuff its my very own right (Muddy Waters)

I love you sweet leaf, though you can’t hear (Black Sabbath)

the batbox blastin' out our old theme song and robin kept on passin me a serious bong (Bob Schneider)

But I would not feel so all alone, Everybody must get stoned. (Bob Dylan)

But let me get to the point, let’s roll another joint (Tom Petty)

Friday's Child hoping that you have

sweet and freshly baked dreams, in honor of Friday and 4/20.

I am also sending out silent (okay, not so silent) prayers that none of my Catholic family members see my 4/20 photo......

Plaything

I love to go to skipping over to this blog and happily peer at all the wonderful little drawings and poems. http://www.abeautifulrevolution.com/blog/

Hello World -

Sometimes I just want to give the world a big old f' you.

So here I am being a cranky stranger.

Humph!