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The heat is nice during the daytime, I can open my windows and enjoy the breeze.
However, you fucking disrespectful cunts smoke weed, and the pungent smell lingers through my windows, into my home.
Then you have the audacity to complain and tweet #WhereisBorris? Where is your fucking manners?
I don’t recall stating I’m happy that you smoke weed outside and encourage it to linger around! Honestly, would you like it if I poured bleach all over your dwellings? Do you like the smell of bleach with a hint of lemon?
I had to close my window, all of them!
I had to sit inside with the ever-increasing heat and the decreasing coverings of clothes from my body.
I dislike your disregard for my need for fresh cool air.
Just because you wish to fill your lungs with shit, does not mean that I share your style of living.
When you create a small flame to light the end of your death stick.
When its summertime in the United Kingdom and the sun is shining.
When I must shut all my windows to prevent your addiction flowing through my space.
I woke up at 0400 (GMT) showered, smeared olive oil over my body, dressed and went out.
At 0600 (GMT) I walked through the entrance of a supermarket and purchased the following:
I packed everything into one grey backpack, a cooler bag and a large eco-friendly bag. I carried everything home, disinfected the fridge and packed everything away.
After I ate the Quorn ‘chicken’ burgers, I remembered I had forgotten to purchase icing sugar. I ventured back out and after 45-minute walk, I ended up at a 4th supermarket – apparently, everyone is baking and they’re all sold out. However, in the 4th store, I found icing sugar.
Another chunk of time elapsed and there I was watching ‘My 600lb Life,’ via YouTube and drifting to sleep.
I woke up a short while ago and saw two missed calls from Mother. Followed by a WhatsApp message about Ozark on Netflix. Currently, I’m typing up a brief account of my day, eyes slowly closing…