5:30 PM As once my guru said. I will have a long life in the sense that my life will be so full of events it would seem longer. After finishing writing a longer entry on my main blog, i had to go (per Angela) to wash and vacuum the car.

When i was about to exit the door, i heard Lady Bugya singing on the radio "paparazzi". On the other side of the door, on the left, high on the lawn, a team of teen and preteen gymnasts presenting all their sexualized body parts, one at a time. Dresses falling showing underwear while they were doing...

I knew there was going to be a show at the carwash too. The guy who scanned my card, barely standing, shaking, looked like... They had to top what i just said about Hope Hicks (never trust a politician who has double initials).

Too bad i don't have time to search for them all.

5:45 The reason i spent hours searching for her today and yesterday... She keeps showing at Chinook Winds, dressed as a tech or something. Could not find her. Could it be the weight gain that prevents it.

5:48 They now yell real loud competing with an ambulance siren as i wanted to go outside to smoke.

6:23 Now they moved in front as the ice-cream van came. It's 55 (6C) degrees outside.

7:27 Yesterday i saw a big sign saying TOBACCO on top of the convenience store across from Red Winds. So i crossed the street and went and looked. On the wall behind the counter they had the largest selection i'v seen so far, but could not see Kent, the much wanted for cigarettes of my teenage years.

Two packs back then cost like a one day wage, several times from the today's retail price in the the US. And were hard to find, only from smugglers. Unaffordable.

There was a willing native American looking woman at the counter whom i asked and after i spelled, Kay, Ee eN Tee, she looked under the counter and pulled a pack marked with a dark band on both sides which in the cigarette packs color code means full flavor. I asked for two and also if she had the lighter version of them which she did not. So i bought 2 packs for 30 bucks, and went and tried one.

Smelling like it, but vaguely remembering of the flavor, they were strong. After inhaling too times, i felt like falling from my feet, pretty much like the same when i re-started smoking about a month ago.

Today i looked closer and the tobacco inside is red brown, not golden yellow as i knew it since back then. Much more robust, like the coffee, but not as flavored, basically tasting like ash, like all i tried recently. As i read not long ago, the best tobacco leaves (and the most expensive) are Burley and the tops.

8:10 Got sort of hungry, was eating a few crackers, walking casually back and forth when i saw a kid on a bike coming my way then veering in the last moment. Was thinking of smoking a cigarettes, the came back now dressed in pink and stuff looking like Easter bunnies. Though they speak English and Spanish (short phrases) they yell like Japanese kids do, in one or two syllables, with accent on the last.

10:45 That naivete had its own charm as it made them more like us...