High Friends Are Weird Friends.

I’ve never had a problem with marijuana. Actually, I still don’t have a problem with marijuana. But I do have a problem with friends who used to be cool, but discovered marijuana and got addicted, and are no longer cool.

Tonight I stopped by Haberman’s in downtown Royal Oak with a friend I haven’t seen in a few months, and I knew from other friends that she’d been really smoking it up lately. Anyway, the moment I saw her walking toward my car when I went to pick her up, I knew she was high. Then she said hello to me when she got in the car and I was like yup, you’re high.

So when I parked at Haberman’s I asked her if she high, and she said yes. And I said “Don’t you think you’re a little addicted here?” And all of a sudden her demeanor went from slow, slurry, and droopy-eyed to alert and she said “No” really firmly.  But I completely disagree. I disagree with anyone who says that marijuana isn’t addictive. Because if it wasn’t, then all the potheads who smoke recreationally would stop cold turkey and never do it again.

But anyway, I know I’ve mentioned this like a million times already, but I am really excited about tomorrow. I put on my Cupid costume and I look totally boss, as you can see in the picture below. Speaking of costumes, today was wear pink in support of breast cancer awareness, so I finally got a chance to wear my hot pink pencil skirt and I looked totally hot. The cute guy at Best Buy who helped me get a new SD card for my camera cause my laptop fried my other one was totz checkin’ me out. Holla.