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i just bought my bonnaroo ticket. animal collective is one of my favorite bands and i can not wait to see them live. agjgnopermagpodfmv
so here is a picture from last years bonnaroo and here is a story as well…

last year i went to the roo with 4 guys i met while i was in tennessee. the 1st time i met them i was moving my crap in my friends house and they were there waiting with wine and fun stuff. i asked them if they wanted to have a “nice to meet you” cigarette. they said yes and i pulled out my pack of marlboro 27’s. they all freaked out and pulled their packs of 27s out too….trippy! because i only ever met two people who smoke them, me and my friend. i instantly felt close to them in a silly way. its the same thing when talking about a band, movie, and/or book and someone else shares that love as well. its an instant friend gel. 

anywho! i went down to tennessee just to get away for a few months and wasnt planning on going to bonnaroo but it was a pretty easy decision. i had 2 grand when i went down. a month before going down i quit a job that couldve been a career. they paid me too much for a job i didnt do. i keep getting side tracked…

any….way…. we all went and ive told a bonnaroo story before but here is a new one and ill make it quick…

there were a few bands i wanted to see and they didnt want to see. i didnt mind going alone but they thought i was strange for being so ok to  go by myself. wow that last sentence was hard to construct. haha it so hard for me to type what my brain says…so before any bands played that day i walked around looking for some weed brownies. 2 min later i had one already eaten and then was on my way to go see some bands. about an hour after eating that i was kinda freaking out haha so i went to the comedy tent and watched aziz ansari do standup. when i walked in there i was pretty out of it. i found a spot in the bleachers far away from everyone. until, 3 chicks sat right next to me. normally this would be a great time but this time i wasnt too normal. they were “tee-hee-ing” amoung themselfs. saying things like, “i wish someone would give me a back rub” and “i wanna get laid at bonnaroo.” i just sat there and pretended i didnt hear it because i was in no shape to flirt. also, there was literally no one close to us so it was pretty obvious/awkward. haha i remember whenever aziz would say a joke id geek out and then like 5 sec later one of those chicks would laugh really loud and quick. *punchline* *everyone laughs* *5 sec later*   ……”HA!”

so after his set i left pretty fn quick and found myself still trippin but this time i was at the ludacris show. naked chicks everywhere and my darting, small, red eyes looking everywhere. i then just went and sat by a stage that was quite and layed there…feel asleep for maybe an hour then when i woke up st.vincent was playing. it was amazing to wake up to. plus, now, i was sober, and didnt feel like ,i was, gonna, freak-out. haha

welp….„„…. thats a story of when i saw ludacris, aziz, and st. vincent.

this bonnaroo is gonna be SUPAH FRESHHHHHHHHH

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10-25-13…i have two adventures planned this year. hitch to bonnaroo and lately ive been planning on biking down to florida but instead of FL ill just goto NC for this…because not only is it them, its daniel johnston. wow. anywho, my digital diary, not much has been going on recently…so! here is a story… haha

MAY 2012

  i was hitchhiking in oregon and since, at that point, i never saw the pacific ocean. i headed there first. I got my 1st ride from 3 chicks, got my 2nd ride and 3 beers from an ex surfer, and then i found myself on a vacant hill right near the beach. i was with my friend who had 4 years of hitch hiking experience. the 2nd day there we met an older hitch hiker. we brought him to our place and partied with him. we decided to walk into a near by town on the 3rd day. it took us 3 joints, a 6 pack of beer, and 2 hours to walk there. the way back seemed much longer cause we had food to cook. once we got to the beach we cooked some bratwurst and right after eating we all took a nap on the beach. my friend slept near the fire and the older dude and i slept on top of a sand dune.
   i was startled when i woke up. the sun was close to going down and my 1st instinct was to reach for my pocket knife…it wasnt there. i was so confused and the older guy was standing up saying, “hey wake up. some older lady just came by and asked me if your friend is ok. he is passed out, face down in the sand. i told her, “what lady you never saw a man who drank too much?”.” the whole time he is telling me this im looking for my knife. still confused, we walked down and woke him up. we told him about the lady and my knife. we looked for a while and didnt find anything. we walked back to our hill top camp site and drank a few beers and smoked a little. then the older guy was saying how we should give him some joints and money so he can sell them and buy some beers. my friend and i were beat and told him to goto bed. he freaked out and was screaming about how we dont trust him and stuff…so…we gave him some joints and money.

the next day was rainy and we noticed that the guy never came back. we went to the house he told us he was staying at. an older lady answered the door and said that he hasnt been there in a few days. we cut our loses, hitch hiked out of there, and went to washington…

a few years ago i had a joke about alcoholics or druggies. it went like this, “do you think drunks or stoners talk about getting sober like how we talk about getting messed up? i.e.”this weekend im gonna get so sober! im gonna drink some coffee and read a book!”“
fast forward about 5 years and i realized that i was becoming that joke. i never got realllly bad (i think its cause of my over analytical brain) but i would go a week or 2 of drinking every night and smoking packs of ciggs and decent amounts grass…which isnt horrid for some but for me it was pretty horrid. this month is a sober month for me and its helping me realize alot. i dont miss ciggs or booze…but i think ill smoke weed-pot-grass every once in a while but not too often. i think there is a certain duality of clarity/insanity that comes with being sober. i feel much cleaner BUT also when i have a crazy thought i have no drugs to blame it on…which is more fun than scary HAHA it makes me feel 13 again. before i ever cared about getting unsober or laid. i did as i pleased.
note to future self: im not trying to bash any of these things im just saying i think/hope im past them.
drugs are tools not candy
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Spartans: in a sea of thc.



….i cant stand digital cameras. i like the blur of old pictures,.,…., but the blur of digital pics looks gnarly

my 1st real water color…im trying to try!