It was 420am. On a Saturday. We’ve sung that song already but as I was blogging the 4:20 report here, the chatheads going steals my focus and I am toasted by a fellow stoner. As traditional as a kisdvst midnight on new years eve, recognising 420Â at 420 is a thing. April 20 is our holy day.
She sent me this.
Is there a picture here now?
Review update. After more use in the frild, the Grammarly keyboard is holding up well but WordPress on the gakaxyvs7 edge isn’t optimum.
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One of the good stories is about the 22 year old anonymous stranger I met on the Whisper app. It’s been a good whisper weekend.
Did I mention… Two Christmas miracles easily explained. First, on a Sunday before 2 domains in avtive use would expire, money appeared in the account almost without a trace, as one might retell as magic if they were unfamiliar with the direct deposit world.
Canadian April fools day was almost ruined.
I had used up all the trace amounts of shatter I could scrape of the dabber. I had re scraped every last goo I could find. The rest of my party would be without the weed high.
That’s the component I like. It’s the one that gets to write and the one that does the wrong. And by that I mean masturbation and or sex.
My 22 year old fan is either the one, or she’s taken the course and memorized the core analytics reports on me. I’ve seen this story in do many loops. The world of mating has changed and I’m on the wrong side of the mountain.
I am most sad about the concept that truth doesn’t matter. I find an inner delight as I imagine a Christian bringvsmong the most offended when somebody might publically suggest that perception is how we store the things in our memory.
Everything in my universe I believe is true until a better story trumps it. Truth and reality are irrelevant. The story is what you save in your universe. You are the editor librarian and historian of your universe.
They say you can not change the past, but really… That’s all we’ve ever done with our past.
Everything in my universe —
Everything in the universe is either the story we were told, or the story we will tell.
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