It's a good Monday morning for once cause my football team, The NJ (haha) Jets, actually won when everyone, including myself, assumed they'd lose the tough game and disappoint us all as usual. I actually credit my love affair with the Jets for teaching me unconditional love since they always stink, I always get ragged on by my friends and family for their stinkiness, and I almost always ended up starting my week with an extra bit of weight on it, all over my love for a football team. It's so silly how much I let the outcome of the game effect my mood. I'm not even sure how it got to be this way to be honest. I'm not even gambling on any games, I just really like my team and have sine I was like 5 or 6 years old, and they've pretty much always stunk...until now! I hope they win the Superbowl before 2012 so I can see it before we're all destroyed by the megatsunamis and megavolcanos. But today is beautiful outside, with no tidal waves in sight. The Jets beat the Patriots. All is well with the world...hahaha last season I was doing mephedrone during several games, but usually I am just high when I watch. I love the combo tho, at least for football. Sometimes I think I have psychic mind powers to help influence the outcomes of the game. Like last night, I totally blocked a field goal with my mind. That's my specialty. My bro has seen me do it 3 times in a row while watching a game last year. Don't doubt. I'm like Uri Geller spoon bender brain blocking field goals with my astral brain bombs! I wish that could be my actual job. Psychic Field Goal Blocker, esq.
But the best sports + drugs experience I had was taking dxm and sitting in the upper decks of Yankee Stadium in a Yankees vs Angels game. Hahah the whole time I was thinking how all the people in the upper decks might all be angels and was also thinking the baseball players might be actual angels and was trying to see if they had different colored auras hahaha. AND one player's name, Bob Boone...whenever the announcer would announce his name, I would echo with a robotardeshly loud and sloppy echo of the same and then start cackling because it sounded like the announcer was saying BABOOM and for some reason on dxm that was the funniest thing in the world to me. Good times on the Subway and train back home too lol One of my friends who came with me and also was on dxm forgot who he was and lost his ego on the subway (and turned green lol) with a bunch of non sympathetic locals just staring at him (and the whole group of us). I guess the Angels thing got to him too cause he kept asking, am I dead? Is this Heaven?