I was in Santa Cruz all day Sunday and it was awesome. I was smoking and buying herb all day and I hung out with these guys, who do nothing but sit on their porch, smoke, and go skateboarding all day. They lived in this small town that was surrounded by a forest of trees and I saw several Ron Paul signs over there, so they must be pretty libertarian. There weren't any signs of Hillary, Obama, McCain, or anyone else, which makes it even more awesome. In the middle of the day we heard a loud gun shot bang, it was probably a pistol in the distance, but it was loud like a cannon. Their power was out, so we couldn't play on their Xbox 360. I would have been bored if wasn't smoking good $#!7 all day.

Now I have four different strains, including Mendo Purps, Green Crack, and Love Creek Special, all from Santa Cruz. I also have some regular stuff from Santa Rosa, it has some dark purple nugs in it and tastes a little spicy, so I call it Pepper. The Mendo Purps (Purple) is really dank and has a strong smell, they're very high quality small, hydroponic nugs, covered in crystals, and it tastes like grapes. They came from a clone of a plant that won an award at the C@&&@8!$ Cup in Amsterdam. The Green Crack came on a long stem, it has a light green color bud and it tastes a little bit like baking soda and/or cocaine (don't do it though), but it's a good taste. The Love Creek Special came on a couple huge colas, it smells and smokes great, and it almost smells like pinesol. The regular stuff smells and tastes like some pretty good regular herbs (with some purple). Also, I got a bunch of seeds from the Green Crack, Love Creek Special, and even the regular stuff, hopefully I'll find a seed or two in the Mendo Purps. The seeds taste great and are good for you, but they're more useful if you plant them.

Tuesday morning, I was walking on my way to class and there was a crow about five feet away from me, standing on the grass. Normally, when I walk by a bird it flies away, but this crow just stood there and cawed three times, "caw caw caw." I just vaporized that morning and I almost tripped out when that happened, it sounded like the crow was telling me something. Of course, that's just a bunch of ridiculous superstition. It's just a stupid little crow that happened to caw three times when I walked by it and it means nothing.