Technically it was last night, but I couldn’t think clear enough to post here last night.
I had a friend staying with me while he was getting his shit together. He recently moved out and he’s attempting to move his stuff out. He has a lot of stuff so it’s a long process.
I got home from work last night. My plans were simple: start laundry, make dinner and find something good to watch on Netflix. While I was in my kitchen, I found some cupcakes he made that he left in my freezer. Well, I’ve been wanting to an his stuff out of my freezer so that’s a place to start, right. Shortly after eating them, I started dinner and the former roommate called and mentioned his brownies. I told him I ate them and he said “those were my special cupcakes.”
Wat?
He smokes quite a bit of weed. I smoke none. One cupcake is supposed to get him buzzed. I ate four of them.
I spent the rest of the night f with a really messed up sense of time, either thinking something is taking way too long or feeling like time is passing in a flash. It was like pulling teeth to remember to go work on my laundry. I was still pretty buzzed the next morning when I was supposed to work. Wound up spending a good 2.5 hours at home, trying to clear my mind enough to work.
Tl;dr Roommate moved out, left cupcakes. I ate the cupcakes, not knowing they were special.
Comments
Sounds like a fun night and pretty good roommate exit gift, work is overrated
so was it brownies or cupcakes?
Bro you lived the plot of the movie Smiley Face. Strongly recommended film.
I’d probably take a sick day lol
Insert Chong laughing after Cheech told him he ate all the pills