The bubbles in the Bongmature

I rubbed my eyes, and looked down at my cellphone, I just barely noticed it, if it was not for the picture of the beach on the background, it would have been completely unnoticed. I stared at my computer screen and shook my head, I put my bong down and breathed out a heavy cloud of white-gray smoke, and felt the rush go to my head. I was enlightened for one second in time, and I felt somehow smarter, not smarter, but more natural. I went into the kitchen, where it took me five minutes to cut open a bag of crackers, which I only ate five of anyways. I put the crackers back, but first glaring at the box "I can't believe I just ate more crackers" I told myself I wasn't going to munch out when I get high, but I lied. I turned on a light, the desk lamp beside me, and got three bottles of water. I was really thirsty, and it was 1:09 in the morning, Almost time for bed. "OW!" I yelled, I put down a water bottle, and a part of the bottle that was indented, when the plastic popped back to its normal, I was very high and the sound hurt my ears. I'm nearly anorexic, if I didn't get high and munch out, I would be 140 pounds at six foot three inches. I just had icecream, looked down, and unzipped my sweater, when I lifted up my shirt, my usually flat stomach was protruding like that of a man who was abusive of alcohol since age twelve. This was my third bottle of water, And I am fairly certain this piss is going to break some kind of record. I walked down to the bathroom slowly, certain to turn off all the lights before I went to the basement, I finished off the terrible tasting water, and turned on the light to see if my cats were on the stairs, the light went off, and i barreled down the stairs, into my washroom, but I didn't close the door, there wasn't a need I don't think, no one else was awake, I unzipped my shorts, reached in, grazed my smooth skin, whipped it out, did my business, tucked it back in place. I''m not sure if i broke any records, but I was relieved, so I went back up stairs to my computer, and went back to work. I currently worked as an admin on a website, made sure the header color was changed everyday, typical stoner work. My fourth bottle of water, it tasted so good now, its not that it tasted good I don't think, but just that the bad taste is gone. I worked until five am, then shut off my monitor, I went to bed, and woke up at three pm. Busy day ahead of me, I need to text both my dealers, see if either of them have any pot, I have a lunch date with my mother, and I have to go grocery shopping, I sat on my bed with my morning glory hanging out and contemplated what I should do next.