Found nearly a tenner.
Thought that I'd lost a new, barely touched pouch of baccy, as well as 30-35 odd benzo pills, almost entirely pyrazolam but with a few etiz, but the ones that I'd consumed already notwithstanding, all present, correct and accounted for and a quarter oz of herb, I'd packed the green and my bong for my hike round the reservoir yesterday. And when it came to packing a bowl, I then couldn't find any of my weed. Found it earlier today at home. Turns out I'd stashed it in my shoe and had been walking on top of it, literally, all the way round my hiking trail. Would have been nice to have had a few bongs on the go, but I was damn relieved not to have lost it. Same goes for the box of oxynorms I'd packed with me.
Still got a LOT of chow, all bought for me by the old man, and likewise lots of cold soft drinks that have been chilling in the fridge, at least the unfinished ones have been. Mana from heaven in boiling hot weather like this. I've even been leaving the lab window open at night to ventilate the house a bit more, let some more air flow, and I usually NEVER open that window, for fear a windowcleaner may allow water to enter, or rain may come in, and ignite something, or just simply get in the oil bath and make it hiss and spit and make a nasty mess next time the heat gets put on.
Cider? ick!
Got me a couple of crates of foster's in the fridge, been there almost all day, now lovely and frosty, fucking wonderful in weather like this, which usually puts paid to any chance I have of sleeping if I don't have access to at least the most important of my meds, the morphine, oxy, chlormethiazole and clonidine/tizanidine.