Notes from the Overground, Entry 1

Howdy, Yall! These are some noted I jotted down during our session last night. I thought I'd share them with you guys. This takes place out on the balcony, for the most part. 

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We packed the bong as full as we can with our current meager resources. The last of the weed is being put aside for tomorrow.  Unfortunately, the red lighter has given it's last efforts. Ryan got out a new, black one. 

((Here, some time passes. The bong goes around once.))

I named the lighter Heinrich.

No one else knows that but, dammit. It's doing us a service. It's a goddamn occasion. A new life, a glorious bringer of flame! destined to do more than  a cigarette lighter, or a campfire. You will see some goddamn miraculous things in your day. Your light will bring change.

Here's to Heinrich.

((We move in from the balcony around now. Leo and I got to talking about water pitchers due to our unquenchable thirsts, and this is where we went from there.))

water drinking contest. how high can you freeform the pitcher? I cant if your wondering . the others can do that.

What is the worse name, viewers?

Herb, Herbie, or Herbert?

Answer in the comments.

Or not, s cool

When I turned around, just now, My friend Ryan was dressed like a socutmaster. Like pricelessly so.

He had the hat and his green sweatshirt, fucking classic!

  

((From here we settled in to watch community, and there was nothing worth recording.))

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