Got drunk last night, drove a friends car a block & a half, she wouldn't let me park on the curb, smoked a bowl, refused a hookah & asked for hash. They hate that.
Dreamt of New Orleans last night. It was a magnificent city, displaying a grandeur and energy in its rebuilding the likes of which has never been seen. I saw buildings being grown to the sound of zydaco and people full of hope and inspiration. A new society freed from the corruption of the past by a shared vision of the future.
Dreams.
Ran out of 500 milligram L-Lysine & I'm paying the price.
Shot the new gun yesterday. Definitely needs a new target hammer (which I just happen to have) and a new recoil buffer pin (got that too!). I see more smithing in bed in my future.
At least something happens in my bed.
Dreamt of New Orleans last night. It was a magnificent city, displaying a grandeur and energy in its rebuilding the likes of which has never been seen. I saw buildings being grown to the sound of zydaco and people full of hope and inspiration. A new society freed from the corruption of the past by a shared vision of the future.
Dreams.
Ran out of 500 milligram L-Lysine & I'm paying the price.
Shot the new gun yesterday. Definitely needs a new target hammer (which I just happen to have) and a new recoil buffer pin (got that too!). I see more smithing in bed in my future.
At least something happens in my bed.
oryx:
thanks for your comment about my set!
