14 August 2001 ~ Inside the western-wacky-weed gap...

Was really very unsure I was going to survive last night, D., and thus there will be a significant gap in my notes...

Two girls from the other night told me "West Coast weed is better than East Coast weed." I thought, "weed is weed." Dude. Not even close.

I can't remember most of last night. Something about the band Prodigy, something about beef burritoes, something about a yurt, then a vision (weird!) of what I think was supposed to be the planet Venus... Something about thoughts being different colors... Something about Brian and Jane wanting to kill me... The very distinct impression that Brian hated me and was laughing pretty mercilessly at me... The feeling that I could no longer swallow, and that spit was dribbling down my face... Getting lost in the bathroom... Weird...

THAT is why I don't like weed. It's much more fun when you just get sort of stupid and keep asking, "is Geena Davis in this?" even though you're watching a PBS special about sharks...

...So, there will be a gap in the Seattle diary...

Today, I go with Brian and Jane to see North Bend, WA... Fortunately, I'm feeling much more aware than I was last night... This is gonna rock.

~Helena*

"This is cool when you're stoned..."
"I bet..."
--Jane and Brian, watching Björk videos, the last thing I remember comprehending...