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Sunday 16th January 2000: 12.56am. For one more time it's ...
HAPPY 22ND BIRTHDAY NIALL!
Sorry I didn't get in a new year's message, it was lack of effort + a lot of email to get through. What did I get up to? Well, I stayed exactly in my own home in Cork, Ireland - where I ate some seven pills plus two fresh acid. And lots and lots of nice skunk - indeed I smoked a pure joint of Jack Herer on the dot of 2000. And lost the plot in the early hours of 2000, apparently running around all night doing weird things ...
Leaving home was okay, I know it's unlikely I'll be back next Christmas. I spent most of my three weeks lying in bed, doing nothing etc. relaxing and getting fat once more. It was good, I feel considerably better for it. Pity to say goodbye to everything, I'd done it already this time last year so it was a little strange. And of course, it's another year over and a new millennium. All very strange.
Now as you might have noticed above, I have just had my 22nd birthday (yesterday it was in fact). Which means this is the birthday entry, and kinda new year's too. Guess it's time for the usual round-up of the year and birthday entry (see last year's entries).
Ho hum, what's happened this year which is of significance ...
So that's the annual round-up of the year. My apologies for making it a summary of the past year's main events as spoken by this diary, but I honestly sat down and thought of major events and came up with none other than the above. Guess it shows the diary chronicaling my most major happenings accurately and true!
What did I do for my birthday? Well, I drank champagne and got coked and pilled off my face. And then I smoked myself into an oblivion. And it was great, if very expensive. Much quieter than the party in the union last year, but I remember being very depressed that day and that certainly wasn't the case this year, so yeah, better all round.
Now, what about my birthday entry? Well, I promised this time last year to get you my birthday entries for 1997 and 1998, those being missing last year through being held by Melanie. And so I shall, in addition I shall type them in. However, it's now 2.24am, and as with last year I'm now going to have a joint to celebrate (it's isn't the first, but it's a good excuse!). Unlike last year whence I had some basic weed, this year I have some six different types of skunk to choose from - super skunk (average indica), Flow (v. strong indica), Skunk ? (nice sativa), White Widow A ("A" meaning the first white widow I received, this is one with a really weird high and fruity orangey taste), White Widow B (light and puffy, lots and lots of crystalised THC around it - needless to say, very strong - also has v. pleasant taste) and lastly a special "Banana" skunk (banana smelling and tasting skunk, gets you battered in a strange way). I smoked an eight variety skunk spliff today, blew all three of us completely away totally. Couldn't move for at least two hours. Fun ;)
Anyway, my upshot is that I am now pausing to roll and smoke a joint. I'll be back in a mo ... Back!
Okay, one nearly pure joint of White Widow A down me. My god, I'm so fucked again! In fact, I may need to go to bed now. I'll finish this off tomorrow! Until then, be happy, see you all again soon!