I have no plans today but walk the dogs. Maybe make another onion soup. And do laundry. How I would smoke two big joints one after the other right now. We smoked 1 gram together last night: I had one pinner or two. It was not enough to give me a real good buzz. 

Noone is calling us back about a will. I dont know why not. They dont seem to want our business. Sigh. There is tuly not a single soul except our GP who had ever helped us properly in BC. No one helps anyone here and there seems to be only incompetent  so called professionals. 

The day has started, grey and wet. I may want to get drunk today. But I wont. It is smoking weed I want, not alcohol. The good thing today, looking outside, is that there is fog everywhere. That is always awesome. Here comes everyone back.