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Posted 2012-05-06, 10:27 PM
in reply to Asamin's post starting "New story? Please a new story Kagom?"
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Today's entry is from 4/20/2010
Dear diary,
Today my alcoholic mother decided to actually clean the house, vacuum in one hand and a gin & tonic in the other. Which was kinda weird since she usually only does household chores with vermouth on the rocks. Well, she always does a really terrible job because of all the alcohol she consumes, usually knocking shit over and all. Today she happened to knock over a pile of clothes I had sitting on the foot of my bed. Normally, that's not too big of a problem, but I happened to be keeping my bong under there for some recreational fun.
Well, I heard her call for me to come up because of something she found. I got quite scared that she managed to find my dildo or my porn collection at first, so I headed on upstairs, ready to explain everything. All she did as I came into my room was hold the bong up and tell me that I was an asshole for not sharing with her. I was pretty perplexed that she was so calm about it and that's when she started asking me a bunch of questions and making various statements.
Are you buying good pot? If not, she wanted to beat me with the bong. Why didn't I tell her sooner because she would like to spark up with me. Apparently she'd rather smoke than drink because she hates hangovers. She also told me if I ever need a good hook-up, her sister only lives a few miles away and would give me a discount. But only if I asked her since she and mom hate each other.
So, as odd as it sounds, my mom and I sat down and took rips out of the bong. I dunno, all-in-all it was a pretty short day. I talked to Ben a little bit and got a call from my sister seeing if I had her old boyfriend's number so she could score some horse. Yeah, dunno. Maybe something more eventful will come up soon. Deuces.
 
Last edited by KagomJack; 2012-05-07 at 12:03 AM.
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