it's late, i've settled in back at mission control when my friend jules invites me around for an omelette, not just an omelette, the omelette, let me just say now that jules makes the best omelette i have ever had. amazing. we sat around talking when her friend shows up and rolls a spiff, her friend is obviously distressed and in need of some sort of debrief, then the high priestess comes in and we start rolling more spliffs, it's pretty good i have a big bowl of fruit salad while abby road plays in the background. it's a nice evening and i'm exhausted so i drive home and sleep. it's very late and i can only think of one thing.