so my phone rings a little after midnight and it was the one and only derek james. he asked me for a place to sleep in the city so i offered him the duke’s bed because he’s not coming back from london until this evening. we smoked a bunch of weed and he played his guitar in my room until i fell asleep. i woke up in the morning and found derek out cold in the duke’s bed with crumbs and empty packages of cookies, goldfish and candy. looks like somebody got the munchies.
the funniest thing about mr. d james stealing my cookies was after eating them when he had to pee and somehow he dropped his cell phone in the toilet bowl then had to fish it out before he flushed it down. ha ha, that my friend is what i call instant karma.