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Friends!! That's what I'm gonna focus on too! :) and myself for once lol ;p then eventually maybe try to date, but its hard with my job haha! :pI just want to make some more female farmer friends. I'm way over trying to make things happen romantically, I just try to create ways to let it happen.
Besides, if the pics I've seen here are any guide, they could give me some tips!
Yeah I'm thirty four, educated, experienced, pretty, blonde, I like getting stoned and I have the best dog ever. No TV for me either, I'm down for the microwave. The game is rigged I don't play either and if I did not have the greatest man with the greenest thumb I know I sure would not be here talking to all you. I am the Cinderella farmer, just a stoned girl that found the best farmer I knew, fell in love, and so began the quest of optimal and always searching for the better quality dank. Four thumbs are better than 2.Hi Amber,
I'm thirty-three, educated, handsome, blonde, I like getting stoned and playing with the dog. I don't watch TV, I don't like food that goes in the microwave, I think they have the game rigged and there is no point in playing their game....
Jesus, this shit is hard- no wonder we grow instead...
PB
Keep moving on bruda...You'll find your ganga goddess someday...:)
I'd say I'm getting too old for this shit at 47, but the truth is I'm neither the oldest one here, nor do I think growing weed is a young man's game. Seems to me that growing is like golf; perfection is out there, unattainable. Every decision made now has consequences for at least the rest of the hole (plant), if not the round (run). Yes, you can see other people's techniques and compare results, but in the end, you're competing only with yourself. Patience is key.
So you all know I'm an old fart now, and you know I'm a thinker. I'm a mechanical engineer- not the degree, the thought process, which is far more important!- and a consultant. I'm the big picture guy, and I'm anally obsessed with details, just like a good engineer should be. I'm intense, I have focus and drive- and that can be a bit much for some people.
I met my wife when I had a grow.
I was brutally honest and brutally in love. She would do anything for me, and I don't ever worry about her fucking me over, unless I did her dirty.
You are correct. You are not the oldest and growing is not just a young man's game. In fact; you don't even have to imbibe to be a grower of quality meds.I'd say I'm getting too old for this shit at 47, but the truth is I'm neither the oldest one here, nor do I think growing weed is a young man's game. Seems to me that growing is like golf; perfection is out there, unattainable. Every decision made now has consequences for at least the rest of the hole (plant), if not the round (run). Yes, you can see other people's techniques and compare results, but in the end, you're competing only with yourself. Patience is key.
So you all know I'm an old fart now, and you know I'm a thinker. I'm a mechanical engineer- not the degree, the thought process, which is far more important!- and a consultant. I'm the big picture guy, and I'm anally obsessed with details, just like a good engineer should be. I'm intense, I have focus and drive- and that can be a bit much for some people.
You are correct. You are not the oldest and growing is not just a young man's game. In fact; you don't even have to imbibe to be a grower of quality meds.
Well, as a female who's been doing this solo for a long time, I have different issues. I'm not connected to any "farmers" around here. I've had some experiences in the past and pretty much found lots of ego and bullshit, so......I just carry on in my own little way. It would be extremely nice to find a guy for an evening or two of fun (a little more than the 15 sec. variety) but.......where exactly would I find that?
A full time outside job and this little hobby pretty much keeps me out of any other type of world.
I am getting very, very tired of it all tho. My current garden is proof of that. I have a couple of friends looking for a job for me up north and if it happens, I'm gone quicker than you can blink.
Sex, drugs and rock'n roll, yippee! Bring it on. Once again, I will probably regret this post:rolleyes:
schwag! EEEEWWWWWWWWWWW!Shit, I hid the fact that I smoked weed from Dave for at least the first two months of our relationship, which was really pretty easy considering that I was already damn good at hiding stuff like that, and we were over 400mi away from each other. I was very surprised at his reaction when I finally told him. Of course, back then I wasn't growing, just driving down to my friend's place in San Diego to pick up my ounce of Mexi-schwag.
schwag! EEEEWWWWWWWWWWW!
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