pseudo GoTh eNcoUnTers

[dotinthesky]

I went over to Smoggers house last night. James was there too, sitting in the dimly lit TV room. Smoggers asked me if I smoked pot and I replied that I used to, but had given it up. I sat down on a couch (the room seemed filled with long sofas) and watched him light up a huge joint. Before he passed it to James, I asked if I could take one drag of it. I held the smoke in and passed the joint to James; my head filled up quickly and I let the smoke go. James was smiling at Smoggers; a girl came in, said something, then left (I think she was Smoggers fiancee); he then revealed that the pot was laced with all kinds of drugs (crystal meth, speed, heroine, cocaine, crack, you name it.) I became worried that my one toke was going to make me freak out, that I wasn't going to be able to handle the high. I felt very far away from them on the couch.

Smoggers put on some industrial/rock music. It sounded amazing under the high so I asked to see the CD. We huddled close so we could look at the CD sleeve together and talk about the music. I promised to them that I would buy the CD the next day, and I felt very happy that I'd discovered a new (and unknown) band. The CD sleeve was green, with bits of yellow on it, like a fragmented brazilian flag, or the poster of a b-movie.

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erm...thanks!