A four piece of chocolate. A pimple on my dehydrated tongue tries to spoil the enjoyment I feel from the chocolate as it melts on my mouth. It's not my regular chocolate but it's still a refreshing way to begin my day. I made it till 6:15am this morning so I suppose I could say I got to sleep in a...
I know it's a Sunday but part of my philosophy is that any day can be a monday. Fresh start. A day to get things done. In my case perhaps a day to clean.
Recently I have noticed my mood is being used as a skakegoat to not do or watch things. I find myself wanting to be productive this morning but just not "feeling" like each option I present. I sit here scanning the TV options, finding several good choices I definitely...
It’s only 2pm and I have accomplished a lot of fun projects. This is one of them.
YIKES! I forgot about the gurgle. This is the broken bong I usually use without any water in it, so it's usually stealth quit like a pipe but tonight for reasons...
It started with a few meth bong hits at 7am and then the Thor Love and Thunder. It's the Marvel comedy relief character I think. An action movie with funny stuff. I had a tiny line of my remaining stuff. I doubt I can make it last beyond tomorrow. I am not as afraid...
I enjoyed this weekend. I was in a good mood the whole time and had some good social conversations with my housemate without having to take care of the animals or anything for Saturday and Sunday. I forget what I worked on yesterday but today I split my day focusing...
As of 3:30 this morning, there is a stealth cat loose in my bedroom. It has made falling back to sleep slightly more difficult than usual. Actually, the falling asleep part isn't so hard bit waking up out of my usual sleep cycle routine is the distressing part. The...
It's 3:14 in the afternoon on a Sunday. Pie time I sometimes call it although there It's almost never any pie. I miss pie. A good old-fashioned cafeteria style apple pie is hard to find these days. Swiss Chalet still sells one although restaurant desserts are a little...
I wish I had an acid buddy. It’s so much better shared. #toronto #acid #lsd #raver
Quite literally, I spend Sundays in an Alternate Universe with a second me. Orange Jeff. These are the stories from the mind of Orange Jeff, who almost certainly inhaled some weed before writing. They are unedited transcripts written in real time.
Ok. Time to write. I’m high on one single teeny one-hit toke of week, and a fair amount of something else. A drug I don’t do often, and it doesn’t have an overwhelming effect on me, but it does change the mood, and with weed, I’m ready to write. It’s June 17th 2012. ...