A bit over a year ago, we were at my friends summer cottage. I'd been drinking from like 9am, and then at 7pm or so I smoked some seriously good stuff. Next thing I know, I'm laying on my back in the middle of the forest. Staring at the wood tops and sky. I couldn't move. The next thing I realized after that, I threw up. I didn't know why, I didn't feel bad. heheh.
The next morning my friends said that they'd been pushing my stomach as I laid there on my back. Thank god my head was slightly sideways, otherwise I could have choked on my own vomit (that would have been a big loss, wouldn't it?).
