this morning #1626.
this morning, i guess you could say that i panicked. as a result, i was now down in the basement of my friend’s house. sufficiently stoned. stunned because our other friend just decided to bring up “people with guns” in a way that was obviously directed at our host. earlier today, he’d acted like i was the one who had to be watched. treated me like a kid who couldn’t be trusted with the truth about our friend’s buried gun. now he’d gone & basically forced our friend to respond. his response was flustered, just a bunch of questions thrust back in the opposite direction, prompting me to step in & reveal what we knew. how we knew it. that we didn’t know its meaning so we hadn’t told a soul. then i let him say his piece.