- cereal. . i particularly like cereals by Kellog's and General Mills. to be more specific, capn crunch berries, corn pops, fruity pebbles, cocoa puffs...
- MILK DUDS. even though they're responsible for every bracket i ever lost
- SOUR PATCH WATERMELONS
- spicy tabasco cheez-its
- donuts (apple fritter, or white one with rainbow sprinkles)
- french fries. with 1000 island
- Tollhouse mint chocolate brownie bars
- mango sticky rice
- apples with peanut butter
- red grapes
January 30, 2010
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January 26, 2010
so i began watching LOTR again tonight. its such a good series! although im team harry potter 4life. while beginning fellowship of the ring tonight, i made the bombest gnocchi ever. arugula pesto with grilled chicken and lemon asparagus. about a 6 on the mowwow scale!! but thats just where it began. next, i settled into the couch to smoke a bowl (or 2!!!) of Blue Dream. dank. i was smartyesterday when i went to Ralphs,cuz i stocked up on snackies-- jalepeno cheddar chips, cupcake mix, milk duds, and ice cream. broke into the milk duds and a bottle of wine SHAT!
the milk duds failed to satiate me so i had to think of something to fill the void. fast. CUPCAKES! ok so i made 2 dozen. whats the big deal?? i made my favorite-- pillsbury funfetti. bomb.com
pictured is me mowing away. i had 2
you cant imagine how good i feel right now. so healthy and lean :D
January 25, 2010
i was also putting water in my bubbler last night through the carb using my mouth. and i put too much and it overflowed back into my mouth. so basically i drank weed water. it was gross. and no bonus high.
mowed on bomb spicy thai noodles and panang curry with rice from my favorite local eatery--
Thai Patio 5273 Hollywood Boulevard Los Angeles, CA 90027 - (323) 466-3894
followed by one of Jenny's DANKY DANK red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. there are only two left so i am sad. she would definitely notice if one was missing. look how yummy they look!
and then i had an apple with peanut butter.
January 20, 2010
did u know that thomas jefferson grew cannabis on his plantation?? pot smoking president tiiight. almost as hot as bill clinton
- let's face it. prohibition of marijuana just DOESNT WORK. i bet every person in this state knows where they could pick up some purple urple.
- marijuana is NOT as potentially dangerous as other drugs-- i mean, it just doesnt have the same chemical dependency risks as most drugs, even ones available to children! (caffeine. heard of it?) this is a fact.
- legalizing Alice would make our streets and communities safer. there are (obviously) statistical links between drugs and crime-- legalizing maryjane would eliminate the majority of amateur drug dealers (AKA teenagers).
- if legal, maybe we can finally afford it???? basic supply and demand. when a supply of something, say sticky greens, is restricted, the price goes up exponentially. conversely, when the item is made available to the general public, the price is bound to drop. (also, with lowered prices, is the consumer gonna be as motivated to steal...??)
- Next. Economy. cannabis is cali's largest cash crop, capable of producing 14 billion dollars annually in revenue. A 10% tax would give our state $1.4 billion dollars/year!!!!! not to mention all the new jobs that would be created (in agriculture, advertising, packaging etc. etc.) plus, the cost of criminalization is high. i dont know that stats but i heard it costs more to imprison a person for 1 year than it does to put someone through Harvard. and most marijuana drug offenders have committed non-violent acts.
January 18, 2010
The Giving Tree
by Shel Silverstein
Once there was a tree..... and she loved a little boy. And every day the boy would come and he would gather her leaves and make them into crowns and play king of the forest. He would climb up her trunk and swing from her branches and eat apples. And they would play hide-and-go-seek. And when he was tired, he would sleep in her shade. And the boy loved the tree.......very much. And the tree was happy.
But time went by. And the boy grew older. And the tree was often alone. Then one day the boy came to the tree and the tree said, "Come, Boy, come and climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and eat apples and play in my shade and be happy."
"I am too big to climb and play," said the boy. "I want to buy things and have fun. I want some money. Can you give me some money?"
"I'm sorry," said the tree, "but I have no money, I have only leaves and apples. Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in the city. Then you will have money and you will be happy." And so the boy climbed up the tree and gathered her apples and carried them away. And the tree was happy.
But the boy stayed away for a long time... and the tree was sad. And then one day the boy came back and the tree shook with joy and she said, "Come, Boy, climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and be happy."
"I am too busy to climb trees," said the boy. "I want a house to keep me warm. I want a wife and I want children, and so I need a house. Can you give me a house?"
"I have no house," said the tree. "The forest is my house, but you may cut off my branches and build a house. Then you will be happy." And the boy cut off her branches and carried them away to build his house. And the tree was happy.
But the boy stayed away for a long time. And when he came back, the tree was so happy she could hardly speak. "Come, Boy," she whispered, "Come and play."
“I am too old and sad to play," said the boy. "I want a boat that can take me far away from here. Can you give me a boat?"
"Cut down my trunk and make a boat," said the tree. "Then you can sail away...... and be happy." And so the boy cut down her trunk and made a boat and sailed away. And the tree was happy.... but not really. And after a long time the boy came back again.
"I am sorry, Boy," said the tree, "but I have nothing left to give you. My apples are gone."
"My teeth are too weak for apples," said the boy.
"My branches are gone," said the tree. "You cannot swing on them.”
"I am too old to swing on branches," said the boy.
"My trunk is gone," said the tree. "You cannot climb."
"I am too tired to climb," said the boy."I am sorry," sighed the tree. "I wish that I could give you something------ but I have nothing left. I am just an old stump."
"I don't need very much now," said the boy. "just a quiet place to sit and rest. I am very tired."
"Well," said the tree, straightening herself up as much as she could, "Well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting. Come, Boy, sit down. Sit down and rest." And the boy did. And the tree was happy.