Zopiclone bandit
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Had a great day, spent the day with that woman I spoke about who has the blind dog & runs the local hippy shop.
I saw her today in town with Gertie as I was getting a weed, it turns out she knows "the man" very well too, she knows him better than I do shall we say & we ended up back at her yard having a drink & a smoke, she got a dab rig too but no glass/shatter in atm but she said we can have a dab together the next time she got some in which I am looking forward to very much. We spent most of the morning playing early Bob Dylan, drinking (I began to dance with her dog to Ballad of Hollis Brown ? Bob Dylan which she laughed so hard at & said I am like nobody she has known before, I'm not sure if that is good or bad. I just like to dance with dogs to good music that is all there is behind it tbh)
Turns out we have ALOT in common & she even knew what the figure round my neck was (Nuestra Senora de la Santa Muerte / Our lady of Holy Death) & she let me take a copy of Bob Dylan - Masters Of War (my personal fave Dylan track of all time) as our mutual ringtone now, she understands I have NO desire to try & seduce her for sex or want anything like that from her too which she isn't used to, I'm just looking forward to the next time we meet up & smoke out as she is going to dab with me & the dog was sad for me to leave when I was going, I gave it a hug & told it I pray to Our Lady of The Holy Death for it to guide her & bring pain to the people that hurt her & dumped her on the street as it went blind, it was found half starved to death, dirty fur covered in bugs & dried on dog poo, it now though has two people in its life that love it & bring it nice snacks & dance with it, the dog is between 12 & 14 though.
"Oh, where have you been, my blind-eyed dog friend?
Oh, where have you been, my darling old one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
And it's a hard dose of karma a-gonna fall upon my old owner."
Hope all you lot are doing good, have a good day folks from me & blind Gertie
I saw her today in town with Gertie as I was getting a weed, it turns out she knows "the man" very well too, she knows him better than I do shall we say & we ended up back at her yard having a drink & a smoke, she got a dab rig too but no glass/shatter in atm but she said we can have a dab together the next time she got some in which I am looking forward to very much. We spent most of the morning playing early Bob Dylan, drinking (I began to dance with her dog to Ballad of Hollis Brown ? Bob Dylan which she laughed so hard at & said I am like nobody she has known before, I'm not sure if that is good or bad. I just like to dance with dogs to good music that is all there is behind it tbh)
Turns out we have ALOT in common & she even knew what the figure round my neck was (Nuestra Senora de la Santa Muerte / Our lady of Holy Death) & she let me take a copy of Bob Dylan - Masters Of War (my personal fave Dylan track of all time) as our mutual ringtone now, she understands I have NO desire to try & seduce her for sex or want anything like that from her too which she isn't used to, I'm just looking forward to the next time we meet up & smoke out as she is going to dab with me & the dog was sad for me to leave when I was going, I gave it a hug & told it I pray to Our Lady of The Holy Death for it to guide her & bring pain to the people that hurt her & dumped her on the street as it went blind, it was found half starved to death, dirty fur covered in bugs & dried on dog poo, it now though has two people in its life that love it & bring it nice snacks & dance with it, the dog is between 12 & 14 though.
"Oh, where have you been, my blind-eyed dog friend?
Oh, where have you been, my darling old one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
And it's a hard dose of karma a-gonna fall upon my old owner."
Hope all you lot are doing good, have a good day folks from me & blind Gertie