Got my chocolate scotch bonnet and black scorpion (which seems more like an anuam type not remotely resemble chinence - terrible spelling) as promised. Then I fucked up and got a 7pot. Once again I'm over my fucking head and out of my mind.
Then three cherokee purps latched to me - they have a mind of their own it seems and some Swiss chards and I am so scared to go to the market tomorrow because I know I'm going to wind up with even more. All those people in my head are going to be really pissed at me.