where hypotheses come to die (madman101) wrote,
where hypotheses come to die

i love the smell of mowed cannabis

Yo - I had to spend yesterday in bed, although it wasn't a bone-crushing relapse. I was just paying for the log-lifting I did the day before.

And all yesterday, and the day before, someone was on my mind. Can you guess who? It was painful. I felt like she was having some difficulty or something.

I got to do soem work outside this morn - mowing, taking pics, chopped down little tree, etc. Nice.

Now I'm off to do some official monkey business... see next private post...
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