Peder B. Helland's Endless
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I really like this to read to, it's just the kind of thing I used to like before I had the internet at home, there were some "nature" CDs i'd gotten at a grocery store for a buck or so, and it was like this stuff here, but with some nature sounds like a babbling Brook and chirping birds. It's for me like the sound of reminiscing, head in the clouds, of no earthly good, which is essentially how you are when you're reading.
I want this to be my last post till sometime after I get back from my walk later today (it's technically that day right now 12:42am)
I shall rest from 2am to about 8am, at 8 make some coffee and read for a couple hours, then take off around 10, get there half an hour later, might take an hour or so to see the doc, I am to broach the topic about that thing he's supposed to do for me which I have to do part 1 of, his part might even come with a fee, so it's necessary that it be done soon but not right away, although there's a chance my Insurance could cover it. But before I announce my presence there, I didn't make an appointment, I shall get the pharmacy same building, to fill up my refills, then I ensconce myself on a seat, with a reading implement, and read, my favorite thing to do, then my name is called, I sit and read in a room some more, then he comes in, and says, what're you here for, but in a nice way, so then I will need the sheets of paper I wrote some info on and glean anything of value and direction from him, taking mental notes so as to relay it all to my brother. Then after he asks about whether i'm still not drinking and if i've cut down on smoking he'll jovially release me so I can get the meds, and walk the 30 minute walk back home, back home i'll probably be all tired, so I won't rush onto SW to blabbermouth my way through things, i'll text brother, and then lie down, Kobo in hand reading, after a few tokes of my remaining joints, which cause coughing fits, but it's so worth it, I think i'll just get those joints again, you don't smoke all of a joint at a time if you want it to last, you take a couple tokes, let it turn cold, then put it back in cigarette pack reserved for those wacky ones, cough for 5 minutes and then the whoas begin!!
So until it is right for me to dirty up more pages here, I wish you all well, it's been great spewing forth my thoughts, getting it all out is good for my head, because these kinds of thoughts if kept to myself would produce hideous spiritual acne.
I really like this to read to, it's just the kind of thing I used to like before I had the internet at home, there were some "nature" CDs i'd gotten at a grocery store for a buck or so, and it was like this stuff here, but with some nature sounds like a babbling Brook and chirping birds. It's for me like the sound of reminiscing, head in the clouds, of no earthly good, which is essentially how you are when you're reading.
I want this to be my last post till sometime after I get back from my walk later today (it's technically that day right now 12:42am)
I shall rest from 2am to about 8am, at 8 make some coffee and read for a couple hours, then take off around 10, get there half an hour later, might take an hour or so to see the doc, I am to broach the topic about that thing he's supposed to do for me which I have to do part 1 of, his part might even come with a fee, so it's necessary that it be done soon but not right away, although there's a chance my Insurance could cover it. But before I announce my presence there, I didn't make an appointment, I shall get the pharmacy same building, to fill up my refills, then I ensconce myself on a seat, with a reading implement, and read, my favorite thing to do, then my name is called, I sit and read in a room some more, then he comes in, and says, what're you here for, but in a nice way, so then I will need the sheets of paper I wrote some info on and glean anything of value and direction from him, taking mental notes so as to relay it all to my brother. Then after he asks about whether i'm still not drinking and if i've cut down on smoking he'll jovially release me so I can get the meds, and walk the 30 minute walk back home, back home i'll probably be all tired, so I won't rush onto SW to blabbermouth my way through things, i'll text brother, and then lie down, Kobo in hand reading, after a few tokes of my remaining joints, which cause coughing fits, but it's so worth it, I think i'll just get those joints again, you don't smoke all of a joint at a time if you want it to last, you take a couple tokes, let it turn cold, then put it back in cigarette pack reserved for those wacky ones, cough for 5 minutes and then the whoas begin!!
So until it is right for me to dirty up more pages here, I wish you all well, it's been great spewing forth my thoughts, getting it all out is good for my head, because these kinds of thoughts if kept to myself would produce hideous spiritual acne.
