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1/6/10 03:47 pm - Shopping Carts Stuck on an Island
I tried weed for the first time yesterday. I've always had a prejudice against weed, because I know a lot of people who do it habitually and just don't do shit. But some of my very good friends also do it habitually and run perfectly stable lives. So I've had a boring couple of days and we're out for lunch and Cindy asks Cody and I what we're doing today. Cody says "let's get super blazed and go see Twilight for half price". In my head I was like "no way" but then I though I should do something that I'm afraid of doing, try something where I have no idea what could happen. Cindy and I had a conversation about how we're both risk takers, but all our risks are calculated so we usually know that the risk isn't really a risk. I do things that are scary, but not things that scare me. So I decided this was a real risk and that I should take it. If anything just to have something to do today.
So me and Cody get to his apartment and he's talking about how this new stuff he got is really strong. We take a couple hits from his pipe and at first I don't feel much, but Cody has brought it some pens and paper and a laser pointer, and I'm just messing around with the laser pointer. I realize that I'm totally content to just move it slowly back and forth on this one section of the wall, it was quite pleasant. We tried to think of mutant powers that would be a slight disadvantage, or were just generally dubious. Our best were the ability to grow body hair at will, the ability to freeze one's legs, and immunity to drugs.
Cody gets out guitars and starts playing and singing, but by this point I'm starting to really lose it. I was blinking really fast, and it felt like with each blink I would alternate between being able to perceive with my senses, and then the ability to think. I couldn't do both. It felt about as real as a dream feels, and I would suddenly find myself in different places, I could barely control what I was doing. I felt uncomfortable really easily, even sitting on a slight slant was terrible. The only thing I could really get myself to do was laugh, and fuck things were hilarious. Cody would sing and he'd be like "sing with me" and I just couldn't do it, I could only laugh. It felt almost like I was switching rapidly between two different times in my head. It was less like being high and more like lying in bed sober remembering when I was high. Eventually Cody remembers that we intended to go see Twilight, even though we agree we are way to fucked to go see it. He brings up a review online and I try to read it but it's nearly impossible. I get through the first sentence but am so confused by it that I have to stop reading and try and figure it out. Eventually Cody helps me read the rest and we go and get our boots on, Some of Cody's roommates show up but I can barely remember what they looked like even though I've met them before. We are about to leave, but then remember that we completely forgot to check movie times. Happily enough, the movie is playing at 4:20!
At this point things get really patchy. The walk down Mont Royal and taking the metro felt like hours. It felt like an eternity. We were peaking at this point too so Cody didn't talk much either so I was in my own little world. Visibility was about as good as it is on a dark dance floor with a slow motion strobe as the only source of light. We get to the theatre and Cody and I can't believe we made it this far, and on time too. I am astounded.
It's cheapie tuesdays so the lobby of the theatre is as packed as the front of a good concert. We decide that there's no way we can order from a cashier, since I can barely remember the name of the movie we're seeing, never mind speak. We spot where we have to go to to get to the end of the automatic ticket machines, we try and move through the crowd and suddenly holy fuck I am freezing and in the arctic and can't open my eyes or put my hands in my pockets. I open my eyes and hey, sweet, I am where I'm supposed to be, at the end of the right line. I squint into the crowd to try and find Cody, see him waiting for a long line of people to pass by him so he can get to where I am, in the arctic chill of the doors outside. He watches people pass him and looks content, if a bit haggard. I stare at the screen that has showtimes on it to figure out what the name of the movie we're seeing is, and I spot Twilight, flickering in red LEDs. It's the only one flickering, and I can't figure out whether it's because it's the one I'm looking for and it's flickering in my mind or if it's just the only one that's messed up. Cody and I stand in like for what seems like forever. There are tose large spotlights on the wall, and for a couple seconds I think that they are just projected by people with flashlights rotating slowly. Everyone feels way too close to me, like they're whispering in my ears. everytime someone touches me I move away from them, then I jostle Cody by moving closer, he jostles other people so he moves away from them and back into me and I bump into more people. I felt like I was the middle ball of a Newton's cradle, being compacted from both sides but not going anywhere. We get to the front of the line and Cody walks off to his screen and I go to mine. I struggle like crazy with the touch screens, and am very worried that because I can't tell how fast time is passing, I'm taking forever and all the people behind me are swearing at me under their breath. I'm waiting for the debit machine to react to my card swipping, and a staff member comes up to me and asks "a tu besoin d'aide." "Busted!" I think to myself. So I point to the debit machine, which by now is working. I try and smile and give a messy thumbs up and he walks away. I finish my transaction and find Cody. He tells me some lady said to him "Est-tu perdu, petit gars?" which I remember hearing, we talk about how scary the people in the lineup were.
Finally we find our seats in the empty theatre and we are relaxed. It's much less harrowing in the dark in comfortable seats. Suddenly there are people sitting in the theatre, and then behind us. the seats all fill up and it all happens very fast and unpredictably. At this point I'm mostly relying on directional hearing to keep track of people. an old man asks us to move over a seat so his family can sit together and we do. one tweenage girl behind us asks another what we're doing there, that originally they assumed we were someone's brother but that by now they knew we weren't. I though about trying to explain it to them but was sure I wouldn't be able to. I go to the bathroom and on my way back to my seat, I trip over the family beside us and land on dad and his daughter. I apologize profusely and he smile at me and I'm immensely relived. Then the movie started, and holy shit was it bad. How the fuck do people watch that sober? It was barely tolerable high. It was pretty unusual in how much it sexualized the male body. Talking about it later, we concluded Twilight is for girls what bad action films are for guys. Cody and I talk about leaving, but agree that we are too afraid of upsetting people by getting up.
The movie ends and we go home. At IGA we find it impossible to decide on food to eat, but end up buying frozen chicken pot pies (*snicker* Pot Pies *snicker*). Cody takes forever with his change and we laugh because the cashier is also daydreaming. She says "je m'excuse j'étais dans la lune" and I say "nous aussi" and we hightail it out of there. At home I am afflicted by an insatiable appetite. We hang out with the roommates and Evan, and then the redheads leave and I go to bed. Crazy fucking day.
So me and Cody get to his apartment and he's talking about how this new stuff he got is really strong. We take a couple hits from his pipe and at first I don't feel much, but Cody has brought it some pens and paper and a laser pointer, and I'm just messing around with the laser pointer. I realize that I'm totally content to just move it slowly back and forth on this one section of the wall, it was quite pleasant. We tried to think of mutant powers that would be a slight disadvantage, or were just generally dubious. Our best were the ability to grow body hair at will, the ability to freeze one's legs, and immunity to drugs.
Cody gets out guitars and starts playing and singing, but by this point I'm starting to really lose it. I was blinking really fast, and it felt like with each blink I would alternate between being able to perceive with my senses, and then the ability to think. I couldn't do both. It felt about as real as a dream feels, and I would suddenly find myself in different places, I could barely control what I was doing. I felt uncomfortable really easily, even sitting on a slight slant was terrible. The only thing I could really get myself to do was laugh, and fuck things were hilarious. Cody would sing and he'd be like "sing with me" and I just couldn't do it, I could only laugh. It felt almost like I was switching rapidly between two different times in my head. It was less like being high and more like lying in bed sober remembering when I was high. Eventually Cody remembers that we intended to go see Twilight, even though we agree we are way to fucked to go see it. He brings up a review online and I try to read it but it's nearly impossible. I get through the first sentence but am so confused by it that I have to stop reading and try and figure it out. Eventually Cody helps me read the rest and we go and get our boots on, Some of Cody's roommates show up but I can barely remember what they looked like even though I've met them before. We are about to leave, but then remember that we completely forgot to check movie times. Happily enough, the movie is playing at 4:20!
At this point things get really patchy. The walk down Mont Royal and taking the metro felt like hours. It felt like an eternity. We were peaking at this point too so Cody didn't talk much either so I was in my own little world. Visibility was about as good as it is on a dark dance floor with a slow motion strobe as the only source of light. We get to the theatre and Cody and I can't believe we made it this far, and on time too. I am astounded.
It's cheapie tuesdays so the lobby of the theatre is as packed as the front of a good concert. We decide that there's no way we can order from a cashier, since I can barely remember the name of the movie we're seeing, never mind speak. We spot where we have to go to to get to the end of the automatic ticket machines, we try and move through the crowd and suddenly holy fuck I am freezing and in the arctic and can't open my eyes or put my hands in my pockets. I open my eyes and hey, sweet, I am where I'm supposed to be, at the end of the right line. I squint into the crowd to try and find Cody, see him waiting for a long line of people to pass by him so he can get to where I am, in the arctic chill of the doors outside. He watches people pass him and looks content, if a bit haggard. I stare at the screen that has showtimes on it to figure out what the name of the movie we're seeing is, and I spot Twilight, flickering in red LEDs. It's the only one flickering, and I can't figure out whether it's because it's the one I'm looking for and it's flickering in my mind or if it's just the only one that's messed up. Cody and I stand in like for what seems like forever. There are tose large spotlights on the wall, and for a couple seconds I think that they are just projected by people with flashlights rotating slowly. Everyone feels way too close to me, like they're whispering in my ears. everytime someone touches me I move away from them, then I jostle Cody by moving closer, he jostles other people so he moves away from them and back into me and I bump into more people. I felt like I was the middle ball of a Newton's cradle, being compacted from both sides but not going anywhere. We get to the front of the line and Cody walks off to his screen and I go to mine. I struggle like crazy with the touch screens, and am very worried that because I can't tell how fast time is passing, I'm taking forever and all the people behind me are swearing at me under their breath. I'm waiting for the debit machine to react to my card swipping, and a staff member comes up to me and asks "a tu besoin d'aide." "Busted!" I think to myself. So I point to the debit machine, which by now is working. I try and smile and give a messy thumbs up and he walks away. I finish my transaction and find Cody. He tells me some lady said to him "Est-tu perdu, petit gars?" which I remember hearing, we talk about how scary the people in the lineup were.
Finally we find our seats in the empty theatre and we are relaxed. It's much less harrowing in the dark in comfortable seats. Suddenly there are people sitting in the theatre, and then behind us. the seats all fill up and it all happens very fast and unpredictably. At this point I'm mostly relying on directional hearing to keep track of people. an old man asks us to move over a seat so his family can sit together and we do. one tweenage girl behind us asks another what we're doing there, that originally they assumed we were someone's brother but that by now they knew we weren't. I though about trying to explain it to them but was sure I wouldn't be able to. I go to the bathroom and on my way back to my seat, I trip over the family beside us and land on dad and his daughter. I apologize profusely and he smile at me and I'm immensely relived. Then the movie started, and holy shit was it bad. How the fuck do people watch that sober? It was barely tolerable high. It was pretty unusual in how much it sexualized the male body. Talking about it later, we concluded Twilight is for girls what bad action films are for guys. Cody and I talk about leaving, but agree that we are too afraid of upsetting people by getting up.
The movie ends and we go home. At IGA we find it impossible to decide on food to eat, but end up buying frozen chicken pot pies (*snicker* Pot Pies *snicker*). Cody takes forever with his change and we laugh because the cashier is also daydreaming. She says "je m'excuse j'étais dans la lune" and I say "nous aussi" and we hightail it out of there. At home I am afflicted by an insatiable appetite. We hang out with the roommates and Evan, and then the redheads leave and I go to bed. Crazy fucking day.