Mr Green, in the conservatory, with the bong

Alright I'm gonna say something that might sound kinda crazy...

It seems that weed always resurfaces in my life, like it wants me...

Today I went to the store to buy a drink, a 40oz of beer, and I figured I would buy it and play on the laptop all night and just chill out... i even offered to buy this homeless guy a drink... I don't know. for some reason, my card would not work at the register, as debit or credit...

I hitched a ride with some dude that wanted some weed, and I showed him the area where this weed dealer lives and shit, and he dropped me off by the college, where i scrambled up to find... that my account is positive over three hundred dollars, so... i don't know what the fuck happened at albertsons man...

man, all I wanted was to get drunk and maybe get some other cats drunk/happy too... but it's like God diverted me specifically to this pothead... i don't know... i believe in some funky shit, i guess. But that seems to me to be legit...

I don't know though... I'm doing great without weed in my life.  I really don't feel like going out of my way to get it ya know. it's just not worth it...