Weed is like that donut you have to have at 2 am

you don't really need it, but you know you will totally get in your car and search for it until you find it.

Yesterday, I woke up baked a little and went on a bike ride and met such interesting people. I met this old black guy that gave me a picture of the Obamas, he was like hey kid, you look like you would like this. I want you to keep it forever. I couldn't say no. So I just took it and put it in my backpack and he walked away.

Then I reached a fork in the road and I couldn't decide which way to go.. I flipped a coin and went towards Manhattan. I made it about half way there and decided I wanted to read my book. Yes, I am reading a book. WEIRD, but of course I forgot it. I wanted to write/draw but I didn't have paper so fail again. So I ran, only for half a mile I couldn't go any further.

Since I was a bit lifted still, I grew hungry and because I'm a vegetarian during Lent, I really wanted this avocado sandwich, but it was in the total opposite direction in Venice. I was on a mission so Steve and I went to Venice.

On my way to Venice, you need to cross a little section where you're in the Marina, and I found people doing yoga. I stopped by for a little bit to check it out. They were such nice people. But I thought to myself, do these people not have jobs? Who knows, they all seemed like they were high too.

But I had to go, I really wanted to get that sandwich. I get there and there's the looooongest line ever. Everyone always gets the quesadillas there because they're soo good but they take forever to make.

Besides the point, I get my avocado sandwich, sorry people no pictures. I ate it all and then though oh I should of took a picture of that. But I had a conversation with some crazy bum about how "they" were looking for him and how they wanted to steal his mind because he's a genius musician and he's been hiding out for years.

I really feel that old people and crazy people are attracted to me. I feel like I just give off a vibe like hey I'll listen to your weird stories, but it is true. I can't say no so I will listen.

I think I also determined my new favorite season is Spring. I like how it's such a contrast to Winter. Winter is so depressing. I like how Spring is confused. It's new. It's change. It rains with sunshine. It's like so happy, that it has to cry.