diary livejournal fossils
Heh, okay, this is kinda cool. I mean, I’m not a druggie, really - the last time I smoked pot, I went through all sorts of psychosomatic trauma (sure, I brought it upon myself, but that didn’t make it any less traumatic, now did it?) (‘it’, in the last parenthetical remark, can be taken to mean both the pot, and the trauma) - but I enjoy reading about the stuff an awful lot, and humor’s humor, no matter what. Besides, “Your bounty has fed our hunger, made our tummies warm and our thoughts turn to snuggling” makes me think of a dinner party comprised of foxes, perhaps involving the Sacrament of Cake.
In other news, Korea might suddenly be off, as someone involved in my passport application Fucked Up. This remains to be seen, however: if they can get the passport expedited and made TOMORROW, they can next-day it to me. Yay, bureaucracy