Ibn Vapin
Well-Known Member
Man lemme tell you...the one thing they don't put on these bottles of Ativan okay. YOU WILL SLEEP GUD. REAL FUCKING GUD. SUPER DEE FUCKING DUPER GUD.
No joke some of the best sleep in ages in conjunction with my cpap. I go to bed. I wake the fuck up. I'm ready to go....at 4:30am bc the dog yipped and woke me up early. It was supposed to be whenever, but whatever. Then I carefully medicated off the Sai with a few gentle drags like a cloud dragon admiring Han Solo's ship while he's in the light speed tube. After that I didn't stop until my mother got here with 4 full garbage bags of clothes for baby girl as hand me downs from my niece. Fuck.
@Or_Gro the mowing is down for the day. Sun is down and A- is too sweet for skeeters. Just ate some dinner. Gotta be careful to go easy so I don't puke it up, then I'm clear to balls to the wall again. Supposed to have some call tomorrow from a guy scheduling a cat scan of my midsection. Wanna check for blockages and shit. I'm half scared they gonna look in there and see a goddamn mess because I'm a fucking Marine I eat pain, pain doesn't eat me. Except for when you get about to the middle of middle age and your shit starts slowing down because you're not a 20-some year old invincible Superman anymore bro. We had to slot that back out to FMF.
I'm not in the grow but I'm gonna lay back and slowdab some fatties and watch how it's done.
No joke some of the best sleep in ages in conjunction with my cpap. I go to bed. I wake the fuck up. I'm ready to go....at 4:30am bc the dog yipped and woke me up early. It was supposed to be whenever, but whatever. Then I carefully medicated off the Sai with a few gentle drags like a cloud dragon admiring Han Solo's ship while he's in the light speed tube. After that I didn't stop until my mother got here with 4 full garbage bags of clothes for baby girl as hand me downs from my niece. Fuck.
@Or_Gro the mowing is down for the day. Sun is down and A- is too sweet for skeeters. Just ate some dinner. Gotta be careful to go easy so I don't puke it up, then I'm clear to balls to the wall again. Supposed to have some call tomorrow from a guy scheduling a cat scan of my midsection. Wanna check for blockages and shit. I'm half scared they gonna look in there and see a goddamn mess because I'm a fucking Marine I eat pain, pain doesn't eat me. Except for when you get about to the middle of middle age and your shit starts slowing down because you're not a 20-some year old invincible Superman anymore bro. We had to slot that back out to FMF.
I'm not in the grow but I'm gonna lay back and slowdab some fatties and watch how it's done.