Still in the Dam
Guys, I’m still in the Dam. I can’t leave. It’s like a black hole sucking me in, except I’m happy to be here. It’s not a black hole in the negative sense, as in a spaceship getting sucked in and dying or whatever. It’s a black hole of happiness, of smokey deliciousness and psychedelic rapture. I’m getting a little spacey here, sure, but whatever. It’s my modus operandi now. So take it or leave it. Illiana sure loves it. She’s sitting here beside me right now, rolling a lovely spliff with some Afghan hash. Now isn’t this the life? Cup of warm coffee, internet at my fingertips, and a lovely Euro on my lap. Life can’t get any better. So I’m planning on staying just as long as I can. Jealous? Thought so. I’m still doing people searches, though, so don’t worry your pretty little heads off. People search is a big part of my life. Probably always will be. Have you heard about Phentremine-AE? Check it out. Peace outs.
