Well my job is kinda weird. I service shit so sometimes I'm busy out the ying yang and other times I skip out and hope something else doesn't come in. That's what I did today.
Today I just walked around town on five service calls. The calls themselves were a walk in the park (haha) and I got paid to basically walk around. Good day today.
Man, my local market is as dry as lips in January in Duluth. I really didn't want to start smoking my harvest until next month, but a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. Oh yeah, I might be bragging a little here, but my shit came out really good. Even my associates think so.
My friends say, "Kilobit, that weed is a motherfecker!" haha old cheech and chong skit