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It rained that beautiful gentle rain all day and night yesterday. I seemed to have had enough sleep and there was at least one part of my brain working wonderfully, but there was too much awful going on and I was just loading HST things on a playlist designed for refuge, for my storehouse consciousness, and it was all pretty repetitive, my having paid almost no attention to titles or the usual YouBube permutations of the same things.
So I fixed that this morning. The HST storehouse consciousness refuge playlist is much improved. I didn't put in any of the audio books, but they're on the sidebars if you want 'em. Maybe I'll make a separate one for those and stick the eulogy documentary on that one so this one can be all just Hunter being Hunter.
Since I feel sort of functional just now, I'm doing dishes and walking to the post office and readying my car for the trip down to Mendo World next... I think. I might leave tomorrow, a little later in the day so most of the novices are already off the road or I might leave on Monday when it'll be all pissed off pros.
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I don't believe it, but I got it all done today. Of course, the pharmacy is fucking with me, but I'll make them transfer the prescription to one in Fort Bragg if they don't get it done. I'm sick of freaking out over them.
always and any time....
