Mr. James, you’re the one that took the empty soda bottle off the counter and put it on the floor. You can pick it up and put it back on the counter just as easily as you put it in front of my door, and then put it in front of the front door, and Continue reading →
Patrick has picked me clean and just about driven me crazy. After failing to have me busted last Tuesday he threw away four ¼ lbs. of cannabis butter. (Any of his friends have any ‘magic’ brownies lately? That was stolen from a medical patient…) That butter had 2 ½ ounces of bud-shake in it. When Continue reading →
craigslist s.f. bayarea | rooms & shares search for “” Just went through 50 or so ads. There were only 4 ads for apartments for less than $600 and all of them specified no-smoking and/or no pets. And they didn’t have kitchens – just a refrigerator and microwave, NO HOTPLATES! Uh, no thanks. If you’re Continue reading →
The home I thought I’d found turned out to be a room for me to inhabit while I looked for somewhere else to live. I’ve spent a lot of time over the last month thinking about whether or not to write about what’s been going on with me. And the point of this blog was Continue reading →