Sitting on the back yard patio listening to ambient-radio.de streaming "chromanova FM ambient and chillout."
Today was one of the first hot days of the year. got up into the low 90s.
The falcon is tethered to its post across the yard from where I sit with my laptop. It keeps looki0ng at me. It just made a baby-bird squack and spread its wings.
Sat night: Drank a coule of glasses of grapefruite juice, then ate some capsules of kratom extract. Unless it is put into capsules, the taste is too bitter to bear. Makes me want to vomit.After about 1 hour, I started to get an actual nod off it.This lasted a couple of hours. The whole time, had some dream sequences that were opiate-like in their vividness and abruptness, I cat really remember. Flashes of real-world imagery. Often of poeple I didn't recognize doing mundane things. Some nature scenes. One was of a beach that ran along high cliffs like those at Marin Headlands.Itchy the whole tiem.
I went for a bike ride today and came back to a bad scene. My gf met me as soon as I walked in the door.
gf: So Socko, I found some lingerie in your stuff this afternoon.
socko: !!
socko: What did you find?
gf: Panties!
Socko: I don't have any panties.
gf: They're Psycho Suzie's (Psycho Suzie was my last gf) arent' they! Why are you saving HER panties?
socko: Where were they?
gf: In one of your boxes of tools by the cat litter. Theyr'e HERS!
socko: They are not. I know what you found. Calm down.
gf Why do you still have your X's panties?
socko: Theyre not hers.
GF: WHAT?!
socko:What you found was an old rag in one of my crates of tools. It was being used as a tie-down to hold together a box of socket fittings. (I had gotten them from a box of miscellanious rags that the previous tenants had left in the basment. I was using rags from that box mostly for cleaning the grease off my bicycle chain, cleaning the toilet, etc... The rag in question was about the right size to use to tie a small socket box shut.]]
GF: BLAH BLAH BLAH!@!!@!@ BLAH BLAH BLAH!@!!@!@BLAH BLAH BLAH!@!!@!@They're Psycho Suzie's and you've been keeping them!@
socko: Wrong. If you dont' believe me, look at the size of them. THey are way too big, like size 4 or something. Psycho Suzie was wore size 2, I think.
gf: BWAHHH! [at this point she burst into tears] I'm fat, am I? I wish I could wear a size 4.
It's been a few hours, and she's still mad at me. I'll be sleeping in the back yard tonight. She wont' even let me sleep i nthe basement this time.
Today was one of the first hot days of the year. got up into the low 90s.
The falcon is tethered to its post across the yard from where I sit with my laptop. It keeps looki0ng at me. It just made a baby-bird squack and spread its wings.
Sat night: Drank a coule of glasses of grapefruite juice, then ate some capsules of kratom extract. Unless it is put into capsules, the taste is too bitter to bear. Makes me want to vomit.After about 1 hour, I started to get an actual nod off it.This lasted a couple of hours. The whole time, had some dream sequences that were opiate-like in their vividness and abruptness, I cat really remember. Flashes of real-world imagery. Often of poeple I didn't recognize doing mundane things. Some nature scenes. One was of a beach that ran along high cliffs like those at Marin Headlands.Itchy the whole tiem.
I went for a bike ride today and came back to a bad scene. My gf met me as soon as I walked in the door.
gf: So Socko, I found some lingerie in your stuff this afternoon.
socko: !!
socko: What did you find?
gf: Panties!
Socko: I don't have any panties.
gf: They're Psycho Suzie's (Psycho Suzie was my last gf) arent' they! Why are you saving HER panties?
socko: Where were they?
gf: In one of your boxes of tools by the cat litter. Theyr'e HERS!
socko: They are not. I know what you found. Calm down.
gf Why do you still have your X's panties?
socko: Theyre not hers.
GF: WHAT?!
socko:What you found was an old rag in one of my crates of tools. It was being used as a tie-down to hold together a box of socket fittings. (I had gotten them from a box of miscellanious rags that the previous tenants had left in the basment. I was using rags from that box mostly for cleaning the grease off my bicycle chain, cleaning the toilet, etc... The rag in question was about the right size to use to tie a small socket box shut.]]
GF: BLAH BLAH BLAH!@!!@!@ BLAH BLAH BLAH!@!!@!@BLAH BLAH BLAH!@!!@!@They're Psycho Suzie's and you've been keeping them!@
socko: Wrong. If you dont' believe me, look at the size of them. THey are way too big, like size 4 or something. Psycho Suzie was wore size 2, I think.
gf: BWAHHH! [at this point she burst into tears] I'm fat, am I? I wish I could wear a size 4.
It's been a few hours, and she's still mad at me. I'll be sleeping in the back yard tonight. She wont' even let me sleep i nthe basement this time.
