Remember when Covid happened, I made a bunch of predictions that have now all come true, got tired of getting called crazy and getting myself worked up all the time due to wasted hours upon hours of finger energy arguing with absolute walnuts on the interwebz and then didn't blog again for like... ever until now?
So then I remembered that the entire point of this blog was to have a place to put my random thoughts and document the most complicated brain you've ever seen, and NOT intended to be used to wake people up to how corrupt the gubernment is. I've been to that rodeo and it SUCKS.
How I survived political activism without completely losing it is anyone's guess but politics is not a fun game and being the voice of reason doesn't get you invited to any parties. (Or National Conventions).
Now back to our regularly scheduled programming...
Sativa vs. Indica - what if it's not the strain but the chemicals in the brain?
Most people get the munchies and sleepy with Indica and energy and focus with Sativa. I'm the exact opposite. Sativa makes me sleepy and Indica transforms me into Chatty Cathy. Instead of having 80 HD's I instantly have 160 HD's and my brain opens 40 new tabs in there, and half of them are just making random sounds while the other half is equal parts blips of memory from my childhood, math problems like "How many hours should a project take if each task takes 2 minutes and there are 108,300 total tasks?" and other random bits of knowledge that no one but me finds interesting.
Much Regrets. #IndicaOnlyFans #youreadthathashtagwrong
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