She dipped down spun around and doe-see-doed Shawshank, December 2, 2020 We made it to Wednesday! It’s all downhill from here. Except for me. I work till 8 tomorrow and I work Saturday. But then I’ll have a couple days off, and start a new week sooner than I think. Haha So like I said a couple of days ago, I went to SlightlyBiggerTown’s dispensary, to do a deal. A deal of drugs. It so bright, clean and cheery. I told the kid behind the counter, this is not what I’m used to. He laughed and said he never thought he’d have a job like this. I told him what I was looking for – something to help me sleep, and he presented me with 3 options, and three different prices. I chose the “value pack” of 10 pre-rolled joints. I also picked up some gummies. I feel like a teenager sneaking out of the house after everyone has gone to sleep. And yeah, I have to go outside, my dad is very sensitive to smells. Everything is I scented in the house and there’s no decorative candles either. But I sneak out and smoke half a preroll, sneak back in and climb into bed and fall as sleep. I can’t wait until Crystal gets here so I can take her in to check it out. I miss her a lot. I love you so much. Happy Wednesday! Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life Shatter with words impossible to follow August 21, 2020 Good morning, happy Friday. If you’re reading this, y’all made it. It’s almost the weekend. Quiet start to the day here at Shady Acres. Bread is being made. Another couple of hours, and we’ll be heading into SlightlyBiggerTown to get my mom’s meds. And since it’s Friday, I should have… Read More
Life Sometimes you tell the day by the bottle that you drink July 3, 2025 The tiny orange menace let me sleep again. He’s so good in the morning lately. I guess he was snuggled in between us. I was waking up after Crystal nudged me, and he started to purr. I’m sure now that his tummy is full, he’s bothering Pippin, even though I… Read More
Life You’re saying i’m fragile… I try not to be February 3, 2021 I’m sore this morning. They say that it’s a good sore. I don’t think I agree. It’s not a nice sore at all. It hurts to hold a coffee cup. And I’d rather not talk about work yesterday. I’m trying to not dwell. Today is a new day. Today is… Read More