Yep.

I have a girl living in my house. She occupies the back bedroom. The walls of that room are a nice purple color, which I rather enjoy. Her room smells faintly of weed because she smokes a lot of it. No, seriously, a LOT. Like, the other day I came home and opened the front door, and I think I got high just from the rush of air coming out at me. All of a sudden, I had the fuckin’ munchies.

Although, she’s like, SO cool. She is the greatest person I have ever met in my entire life. If anyone ever thought they were better than her, they were wrong. Dead wrong.