Industrious Gratification
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thepnutgalleryI woke up several times to Lady Miss Friday altering her orbital position around me, and of course just having her around calms me. Spent some time staring at her trying to figure out my plan for the day, but when she went to go check on the living room, I seized the opportunity to wash my sheets, random extra clothes, and her closet blankets. When I laid her closet blankets back, she curled up in the corner of the closet, so I took *that* opportunity to vacuum my room, and even under the bed. I somehow ran out of trash bags, which makes no sense. But I told myself I could hop over tomorrow and tossed my last trash bag. If I need one, I'll just throw it away in the bathroom. I saw in my USPS Preview that I was getting a package, but my new vape wasn't supposed to show up until Monday. Still in time for 4/20, but...early delivery!
After a bit of fumbling, I think I found my way around it, and alternated dabs with cart hits. Reading reviews I somehow missed the first time, I was terrified I'd bought a Lemon, but it was realistically just a warning on use. I couldn't quite believe this wasn't my apartment, but I got pretty stoned. And I went and put all my Liked music on shuffle, and re-re-re-discovered a bunch of tracks! Magic on magic on magic. I beat off for a few hours to complete the trilogy, but instead of music taking precedence over...well, pretty much everything, the two just enhanced one another. Everything music gave me felt better and beating off felt better. Like they were also fucking, and the sum was greater than its parts. At one point, I considered halting, but then Pony by Ginuwine came on, and how do you pass up an opportunity like that? There were some other attempts to reclaim memories, too. I'd thought about listening to Tennis a few weeks back, but since I was falling down the rabbit hole at the same time I was falling for them....I was a little anxious. "Origins" came on, and maybe it was just riding the wave of endorphins, but it was fine. And the knowledge that I got to keep a friendship with Justin just buoyed it further. People have taken harder tumbles down the hill, but that doesn't negate that I grabbed the branch. Granted, at the last possible second and after my hand was bassically forced a centimeter from gripping it, but I'm honestly amazed I even did it then, knowing me. Then I don't have any idea if this is healthy, but I legit went back in time (in my head) to various blackouts and messes and tried to replace those gangrenous memories with these. We'll see how it works. I'm just going to say I was practicing tolerance resistance tactics, but I decided not to take any sleeping pills since it was the weekend and I could just split my day in two.
After a bit of fumbling, I think I found my way around it, and alternated dabs with cart hits. Reading reviews I somehow missed the first time, I was terrified I'd bought a Lemon, but it was realistically just a warning on use. I couldn't quite believe this wasn't my apartment, but I got pretty stoned. And I went and put all my Liked music on shuffle, and re-re-re-discovered a bunch of tracks! Magic on magic on magic. I beat off for a few hours to complete the trilogy, but instead of music taking precedence over...well, pretty much everything, the two just enhanced one another. Everything music gave me felt better and beating off felt better. Like they were also fucking, and the sum was greater than its parts. At one point, I considered halting, but then Pony by Ginuwine came on, and how do you pass up an opportunity like that? There were some other attempts to reclaim memories, too. I'd thought about listening to Tennis a few weeks back, but since I was falling down the rabbit hole at the same time I was falling for them....I was a little anxious. "Origins" came on, and maybe it was just riding the wave of endorphins, but it was fine. And the knowledge that I got to keep a friendship with Justin just buoyed it further. People have taken harder tumbles down the hill, but that doesn't negate that I grabbed the branch. Granted, at the last possible second and after my hand was bassically forced a centimeter from gripping it, but I'm honestly amazed I even did it then, knowing me. Then I don't have any idea if this is healthy, but I legit went back in time (in my head) to various blackouts and messes and tried to replace those gangrenous memories with these. We'll see how it works. I'm just going to say I was practicing tolerance resistance tactics, but I decided not to take any sleeping pills since it was the weekend and I could just split my day in two.
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