subsequently after a handful of us responsible pet owners chewed him out he deleted his post. beyond me summer?
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@Summer, I have to confess in the past (way back when) I subjected my dog to weed smoke, but to be fair, I wasn't holding him down or anything even remotely like that, I just use to blow some exhale his way and he actually seemed to like it, well that was the impression he gave me or I would not have done so....I'm randomly thinking as to what thread my link belongs in to get the message out.The FC Pet thread seems to be just pics. Anyway, this is important to me cause I've seen many vids with people vaping around their dogs or cats.
I suspect it would probably kill a bird. Why would anyone subject an animal to weed, or even cigarette smoke for that matter.
http://people.com/pets/what-you-need-to-know-about-marijuana-toxicity-in-pets/
I thought her (Jessica's) mom was great, her character was deep!
Yeah, I liked the theme of going over the edge, too. The themes were very dark. It's a great series. I think maybe I just wanted a bigger climax. I don't really have anything to complain about otherwise. The first season had such a big climax.I thought her (Jessica's) mom was great, her character was deep!
Dude this is awesome news. Thanks so much for sharing. I'm sure you will do great.
Man I've been all over the place lately. I've been angling for a job in retail cannabis, and it's been tough. Old white guys aren't exactly a hot commodity these days, and these jobs are very competitive. But it's an ideal 'twilight career' for me, something I have a passion for, and it's relatively low in physical/mental stress. It goes without saying that I will enjoy my employee discount, for the only job I want to do in the service industry. Not to mention it's a growth industry, in a state currently struggling with a recession.
I really thought I had sabotaged this opportunity right after the guy told me the job was probably mine, as I am also experiencing a bunch of insecurities from some recent drama concerning my medical condition. My doc has been after me to get a job or get the most horrible surgery imaginable, and the surgery would put me on my back for at least six months so these are confusingly exclusive goals. My dream job would be as a part-time budtender; but I really need to work and this position requires a commitment to be the night manager, closing late 5 days a week. I have doubts about my medical condition & resulting stamina.
Basically my subconscious is in a panic, as I am awaiting an interpretation of medical test results and maybe a consultation with an infectious disease specialist as well as the surgeon. During the job interview I told them I wrote what could be interpreted an an anti-dispensary article, it came out the day after. Then at the end of the job interview I felt that I may have thrown some shade at another employee there, that I hadn't even met yet, and I felt horrible. I called the boss and left a happy 420 message that I felt may have made things worse. How easily the thoughts in my fucking head get out of control when I'm sick!
So today I was thinking about calling the guy and formerly withdrawing my candidacy for the position, as I was under the impression that I had self-destructed and wanted to salvage what I could. The guy then calls my phone, it rings once and that's it no message. I was thinking that he was just calling to advise me that he went in another direction, and was about to call him back. Then the ups guy came and delivered the new work shoes that I ordered from amazon; they're like the best shoes I can imagine for this job and my volunteer gig as well, which is another source of stress atm but I'll stay away from that for now.
Then the phone rings again and it's my new boss, telling me I have the position if I want it. I went into what I had been concerned about with him (not the medical stuff but the shade-throwing, & the newspaper article about thc testing inaccuracies), turns out I hadn't self-destructed at all and I start on Monday. I can't wait, will be living like a monk to try and stay healthy enough to make it through the season at least, and take it from there. No more sugar at all, eat fermented foods & keep starches & fats to a minimum.
I've been booze and ice-cream free lately anyways. I'm thinking it's the end of the line for those two items.
So after I make a batch of kimchee over the weekend, I start Monday morning! It should be great if I can stay healthy, I know I feel very appreciative for the opportunity and will definitely have their backs.
Big thanks to the FC community, I've learned a lot from the good folks here & I'm sure it helped
Man I've been all over the place lately. I've been angling for a job in retail cannabis, and it's been tough. Old white guys aren't exactly a hot commodity these days, and these jobs are very competitive. But it's an ideal 'twilight career' for me, something I have a passion for, and it's relatively low in physical/mental stress. It goes without saying that I will enjoy my employee discount, for the only job I want to do in the service industry. Not to mention it's a growth industry, in a state currently struggling with a recession.
I really thought I had sabotaged this opportunity right after the guy told me the job was probably mine, as I am also experiencing a bunch of insecurities from some recent drama concerning my medical condition. My doc has been after me to get a job or get the most horrible surgery imaginable, and the surgery would put me on my back for at least six months so these are confusingly exclusive goals. My dream job would be as a part-time budtender; but I really need to work and this position requires a commitment to be the night manager, closing late 5 days a week. I have doubts about my medical condition & resulting stamina.
Basically my subconscious is in a panic, as I am awaiting an interpretation of medical test results and maybe a consultation with an infectious disease specialist as well as the surgeon. During the job interview I told them I wrote what could be interpreted an an anti-dispensary article, it came out the day after. Then at the end of the job interview I felt that I may have thrown some shade at another employee there, that I hadn't even met yet, and I felt horrible. I called the boss and left a happy 420 message that I felt may have made things worse. How easily the thoughts in my fucking head get out of control when I'm sick!
So today I was thinking about calling the guy and formerly withdrawing my candidacy for the position, as I was under the impression that I had self-destructed and wanted to salvage what I could. The guy then calls my phone, it rings once and that's it no message. I was thinking that he was just calling to advise me that he went in another direction, and was about to call him back. Then the ups guy came and delivered the new work shoes that I ordered from amazon; they're like the best shoes I can imagine for this job and my volunteer gig as well, which is another source of stress atm but I'll stay away from that for now.
Then the phone rings again and it's my new boss, telling me I have the position if I want it. I went into what I had been concerned about with him (not the medical stuff but the shade-throwing, & the newspaper article about thc testing inaccuracies), turns out I hadn't self-destructed at all and I start on Monday. I can't wait, will be living like a monk to try and stay healthy enough to make it through the season at least, and take it from there. No more sugar at all, eat fermented foods & keep starches & fats to a minimum.
I've been booze and ice-cream free lately anyways. I'm thinking it's the end of the line for those two items.
So after I make a batch of kimchee over the weekend, I start Monday morning! It should be great if I can stay healthy, I know I feel very appreciative for the opportunity and will definitely have their backs.
Big thanks to the FC community, I've learned a lot from the good folks here & I'm sure it helped
Man I've been all over the place lately. I've been angling for a job in retail cannabis, and it's been tough. Old white guys aren't exactly a hot commodity these days, and these jobs are very competitive. But it's an ideal 'twilight career' for me, something I have a passion for, and it's relatively low in physical/mental stress. It goes without saying that I will enjoy my employee discount, for the only job I want to do in the service industry. Not to mention it's a growth industry, in a state currently struggling with a recession.
I really thought I had sabotaged this opportunity right after the guy told me the job was probably mine, as I am also experiencing a bunch of insecurities from some recent drama concerning my medical condition. My doc has been after me to get a job or get the most horrible surgery imaginable, and the surgery would put me on my back for at least six months so these are confusingly exclusive goals. My dream job would be as a part-time budtender; but I really need to work and this position requires a commitment to be the night manager, closing late 5 days a week. I have doubts about my medical condition & resulting stamina.
Basically my subconscious is in a panic, as I am awaiting an interpretation of medical test results and maybe a consultation with an infectious disease specialist as well as the surgeon. During the job interview I told them I wrote what could be interpreted an an anti-dispensary article, it came out the day after. Then at the end of the job interview I felt that I may have thrown some shade at another employee there, that I hadn't even met yet, and I felt horrible. I called the boss and left a happy 420 message that I felt may have made things worse. How easily the thoughts in my fucking head get out of control when I'm sick!
So today I was thinking about calling the guy and formerly withdrawing my candidacy for the position, as I was under the impression that I had self-destructed and wanted to salvage what I could. The guy then calls my phone, it rings once and that's it no message. I was thinking that he was just calling to advise me that he went in another direction, and was about to call him back. Then the ups guy came and delivered the new work shoes that I ordered from amazon; they're like the best shoes I can imagine for this job and my volunteer gig as well, which is another source of stress atm but I'll stay away from that for now.
Then the phone rings again and it's my new boss, telling me I have the position if I want it. I went into what I had been concerned about with him (not the medical stuff but the shade-throwing, & the newspaper article about thc testing inaccuracies), turns out I hadn't self-destructed at all and I start on Monday. I can't wait, will be living like a monk to try and stay healthy enough to make it through the season at least, and take it from there. No more sugar at all, eat fermented foods & keep starches & fats to a minimum.
I've been booze and ice-cream free lately anyways. I'm thinking it's the end of the line for those two items.
So after I make a batch of kimchee over the weekend, I start Monday morning! It should be great if I can stay healthy, I know I feel very appreciative for the opportunity and will definitely have their backs.
Big thanks to the FC community, I've learned a lot from the good folks here & I'm sure it helped
Man, you just gave away a rags-to-riches idea.
like tomorrow, so I will be going on 'that' tour within the innerverse sometime very soon,
.....................................................................................Go ask Alice, eh?so I will be going on 'that' tour within the innerverse sometime very soon,
I think she'll know............................................................................................Go ask Alice, eh?
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... Also got a 'brownie' to go with that and also, soon will have the staple, i.e., Chemdawg/white widow, to round off what is gonna be a great trip.
Oh I nearly forgot, I have also got some Alien Truffle - which according to the blurb, is just as strong as the shrooms, only things, its in truffle form, so its all good, and soon its check, check and check, and I'll be saying bye bye to Kansas....
Stu to the rescue.