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February 13, 2018 02:12AM
And got lost. (No, really. I am so lost!) I'm not at all sure what just happened but it was a real heavy trip, man! Can you get a contact acid trip? What's going on here? At the top of my lungs I wail, "Someone, PLEASE help me to understand!" Only seconds pass before a seductively languid voice replies...
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February 13, 2018 02:14AM
...I am Barry White... or, the long cool woman in a black dress... whatever you prefer...

My garden in England is full of eating-out places, for heat waves, warm September evenings, or lunch on a chilly Christmas morning. (Mary Quant)
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February 13, 2018 02:50AM
as it became more clear I had never tried pot and had no idea what it was really like. What else could explain me thinking I was tripping or having some other absurd reaction. It was then I realized I had actually dozed off and had been having crazy, stupid dreams. I sat up trying to shake the cobwebs out of my head and..............

Equal rights for others does not mean fewer rights for you. It's not pie.
"I prefer someone who burns the flag and then wraps themselves up in the Constitution over someone who burns the Constitution and then wraps themselves up in the flag." -Molly Ivins
Never try to teach a pig to sing. It's a waste of your time and it really annoys the pig.
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February 13, 2018 11:24AM
Poured myself a cup of cold, day-old coffee, straight. Unadulterated by lighteners and sugar (or products meant to imitate it), it's harsh bitterness was a welcome jolt back to reality and the world I know to be equally harsh and bitter. Reflecting on the past few minutes (or was it hours? Days?) I thought...

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February 13, 2018 11:59AM
I am entertainment history. I belt out, "It was only in my dreams..." and check the shower for signs of Bobby Ewing...

My garden in England is full of eating-out places, for heat waves, warm September evenings, or lunch on a chilly Christmas morning. (Mary Quant)
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February 13, 2018 04:00PM
Where am I, how did I get so confused, I should have asked for a bonus, where was MFJ when I needed him....
I can't find the door, please end this torment.....

Live consciously....
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February 13, 2018 04:09PM
I shook myself, as if to shake off the cobwebs. Feeling better, or at least more alert, I located a door and entered a restroom. I saw no sign of Bobby Ewing. That supports the idea of a dream, I thought to myself. And suddenly, I felt like taking a shower. I prepped, entered the shower, and morphed Janet Leigh....

My garden in England is full of eating-out places, for heat waves, warm September evenings, or lunch on a chilly Christmas morning. (Mary Quant)
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February 13, 2018 04:16PM
and in walks the 6'5 tattoo'd monster with a smile on his face.....well, well, little lady, what have we here.....

Live consciously....
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February 13, 2018 06:10PM
The monster starts to call me "mama" and I notice the ax dangling from his left arm. "I am not your mama," I scream while trying to hide my nakedness with the plastic shower curtain.
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February 14, 2018 01:58AM
Then I added, "Norman, Mother would not be happy with you if you hurt me with that ax!" His eyes glazed over when I mentioned Mother. His facial expression softened. That classic wee wee wee noise notoriously heard in stabby shower scenes ceased and...
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February 14, 2018 08:11PM
he remembered Norman was his Father's name, as his body softened. I used this as time to run, the hallway was dark and dingy, but it had to have an end, yes, I see a light and an ending to this pot ordeal.....question is,
how do I write the report without a receipt.....and do I really care.....

Live consciously....
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February 14, 2018 11:57PM
or am I more worried about the fact that I am running naked down a hallway?
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February 16, 2018 03:23AM
modesty seemed a million miles away, as i ran rapped in a towel, trying to think straight....do i try and get receipt or save my life.....

Live consciously....
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