well after drunkenly stating that "i would love to buy 60 euros worth of weed" on friday night, bruno decided to be ever so nice and get me the hook up... only to realize that if i actually buy 60 euros of weed it means i can not eat for the next month.... time for some problem solving
so after having made all of my money back in less than 24 hours and still having the 2 grams i originally wanted for myself left over... i've decided that the ideal job for me here in france is to be a weed dealer. its easy, its something i'm passionate about, and living in a town with this many canadian students craving the grass they can not find, it just seems perfect.
i will have to chat up bruno tomorrow and see how we can go about establishing my empire
god it would be so nice to have some money... and weed on the regular, holy life would be better!
(post script for the fam, don't worry i'm obviously not actually going to sell weed... but everything sounds like a great idea when you're stoned.)
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