Week-fucking-end

I had the most grand weekend in a long time.
Care for a weekend outline?

Friday:
Went to a friends house, had some cones, went home got ready and went back to his and had yet more cones. We then rode our bikes down Inglewood way for my friend to pick up 2 kootargh ass books. We went back, burn another few cones, had some whiskey on the way to our friends house and chilled for a little bit. We then ventured to Hungry Jack's for some mean ass munchies but little did we know we'd bump into the reaper of phones. My mate got his phone taken off him along with my last cigarette! So we headed home, painting a little on the way home. We had more cones then passed out watching How High.

Saturday:
WAKE 'N' BAKE! Yep, you guessed it. And then we travelled over to mine, caught up with another 2 friends and took hits from tha bong. One friend went home, another left to go home and when the 3rd left the 1st friend came back around with tickets to Coldplay. Now I don't usually like these guys other than the odd Yellow or Clocks and even The Scientist. But hey, it was free for us. So we went back to his house had some cones, we were going to have some whiskey until his uncle said we had to go straight away. We went, got there, walked around a little, watched the supporting act, The Subways, which were probably better than the main act.
We then left, after a few Colplay songs, to Hamburger Hill. Got a mean hamburger and drink then got picked up by mother dearest. Had some cones while watching Super High Me, then passed out.

Sunday:
WAKE 'N' BAKE! At around 8am we woke up had some cones then accidentally passed out again. 4 hours later... WAKE 'N' BAKE! Then my friend headed home to chillax etc.
My other mate, one of the ones that came briefly the day before. We didn't do much other than smoke resin and a tiny bit of leaf. Then the first friend came back again baring bud! All was good until we sobered up and he left. We watched a Pineapple Express while smoking minute leaf cones until getting too tired to do anything but lay down and listen to Dark Side of the Moon.

Monday:
WAKE.. :| Wasn't in a particularly good mood in the morning. Everyhting was pissing me off and it didn't help that Dad lost the dog briefly and wanted me to get on my bike to look for him down the street. Good one daddy! My mate left mid day to play basket ball at the school gym as I wait for my first friend to come over AGAIN baring bud. Such a generous friend :)
Anywho, we were talking and smoking and watching Ghost Dog and he asked me if I wanted to goto Soundwave. FUCKYEAH! Soundwave was the most awesome-est (it's a fucking word now) concert evah! Met Lamb of God's Bassist and Rythym Guitarist. Also got to catch some of Nine Inch Nails, The Dillinger Escape Plan, Bloodhound Gang, 36 Crazy Fists, In Flames and Billy Talent... cough.
Came home around 10:30, had a smoke and fell asleep in the best mood.

All in all, a fucking awesome weekend if you ask me.
Was deeeerp!