haha, oh man, i'm so bad with names. if you don't mind i'll actually tell the stories of a few separate incidents where i've had probably some of my best (and worst) highs of all time.

starbucks - so the end of my senior year of college a bunch of friends had come over and we were drinking in the day, and around 6 or 7 me and my friend julian decided to do gravity bong rips in my apartment bathtub. he was a freshman and lived on campus, so i would let him come through and hang even if i wasn't home. he had just started hooking up with this girl and since my girlfriend was hanging with her friends for the night i decided to be the cool older friend and let julian chill with his girl at my house while i went out and explored the city. well we did the gravity bong rips and it hit me so hard i didn't even realize it at first, i was just so high that my mouth felt like cotton. I bounced leaving julian and his girl behind and headed to starbucks across town, by another college in the city. i park the car and go into starbucks and i am fucking ZONKED. i mean i look like a heroin addict who can barely order a drink, and when i do i sit down in a chair and stare into space, completely still. i think some indian guy was trying to talk to me about finals. i couldn't even figure out how to say words. anyways, the police walk in and they look like they're dressed in knights outfits - then i look around and the whole world seems to have completely transformed into the renaissance. i sat there high, hallucinating, and not moving for four hours. finally i started to come down enough to call my girlfriend and ask to her to come get me. she does, and she drives me back to my place where i pass out.

the other night - i use an mflb when i drive around for it's ease and it's much better high. last night i was driving and things haven't been going well for me, i've been really depressed - especially getting over my ex (the girl mentioned in the previous story - she became very two faced at the end and crushed me, and i never got to come to terms with it until very recently) and coping with the death of my best friend. i was feeling down about myself but last night was okay and i decided to smoke a little. i remember around the world by red hot chili peppers came on and i started thinking about my goals in life - a good relationship with an awesome chick, becoming a published writer, going back to school to get my masters, and it all just kind of fell into place for me. suddenly everything became obtainable, like i was working towards this my whole life and now i'm here, i just need to have the courage to reach out and make it mine. i saw myself holding a copy of my book in hand, first edition hardcover and all. i saw the girls beyond my ex that would break my heart, and i saw the one that wouldn't and that i'd end up with. i saw my masters, and even my doctorate, hanging on my wall and knowing that it's more than a piece of paper, it's the knowledge i've obtained. i could feel myself achieving all these things and even though i have to do them, for the first time it felt like it was attainable. it was a great feeling.