Ganja Bus is my name, and smoking lots and lots of weed is my game. Traveling lands near and far, searching for bud to... uhm... Yeah...
I suppose you get the point, no? Aside from illicit doings and publicly proclaiming illicit doings, I also like to rant. A lot. But lately I've been having rant-blockage. I can't seem to pick up the motivation to rant about anything; and when I do, it's always at the most inconvenient time. Like during class when I'd be smacked upside the head with a dildo if I even thought about taking my laptop out to jot down a few thoughts (face it, using paper and pencil is just too hard now days). So now I just have to think it and hope like a woefully forlorn Christian that I'll be able to either remember what I just thought, or have the motivation to come up with a completely new rant.
So now you're going to have to read my rantings about my lack of rants. Enjoy. Or don't. It's not like I give a camel's hump.
