Once again, I have given myself a headache.
My Dearest Kimmee - I'm so sorry about your jaw. I know you love pain killers tho'.
Sandra - no luck with the honey stand yet. I'll let you know.
Signing off...We're going to Wegman's--this gigantic supermarket. It's the place to chill in Ithaca.
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How in the world did you manage to give yourself a headache? You do know the bestest cure tho - wink wink at you Dannyboy. ; - )
So, dentist has been giving me such crap drugs - from low dose anti-flams to an even lower dose muscle relaxer. I'm still debating if I should just out and tell him -look dude - I've done some heavy shit in my time; this is a walk in the park here. My mother is a walking pharmacy. If you don't give it up soon - I'll just go to her. A'ight? So- no pain killers.
Did I hear you right? Peeps chill at supermarkets? Oh. Right. I forget it's a stoner town. Bingo. It's all coming together now.
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