Like Candy

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I wasn't sure what time Tim was going to swing by, so I started chores in the morning. It was a fight, but I did eventually get the new coffee maker hooked up. The brew basket is attached weird, and had fallen out in transit. FHA messaged me with the Jagged Little Pill musical version of "Forgiven," so I listened to that while I washed dishes. It's a stellar rendition, and listening to it brought back so many memories. Dishes washed, trash taken out, place picked up some, I finally caught up on those journal entries I could remember. I took more THC pills and spray, and kept smoking. I didn't feel much, though. On the one hand, it feels sort of like I'm going through the motions, like a kid smoking candy cigarettes. On the other, I've already bought the stuff, so I guess I might as well keep trying to get high with it?

Ryan set up a Zoom video hangout on FB, and while my knee jerk reaction these days is to hide away in a corner, I've got to work on being more social again. The audio is still wonky on my phone, but Mayson thought I was naked and asked to see my dick, and Ryan said I made good eye candy, so I guess it was successful. Tim didn't end up coming over until 6, just before he went to meet with Tootie, but he brought groceries along with my credit card. I poured a drink and watched Community, but drinking wasn't doing anything for me, either.