Hello my hellraising heroes of the hemp world, welcome to my closet once again, we are excited to see you here for another episode of “TFTC:The Dreaded Strawberry Cough”, brought to you in partnership with Zamnesia, a company who’s entire existence is to bring you the weird and wonderful to enhance your highs and help you feel happy. Last week was a cryptic episode, this week, who knows? Will we find out what happened? Or will it just be another filler episode because the grow is going weird and the writers are stalling for time, let us find out shall we?
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Excerpt sent via Intranet.
Patricia,
Something has happened which has caused me to rethink my stance on various points which you have raised, details cannot be provided at this stage, suffice to say that the change in my views has led to me to require your assistance if you are able to help.
The subjects are doing as well as could be expected, however, the situation in which I find myself is a precarious one, the worry is that due to certain issues the subject are not safe, they and myself could be in grave danger, which brings me to the reason for a change in our emails and instead of picking your brains of their alternative viewpoint, I would like to make a request, an urgent request.
Would it be possible for yourself and your colleagues to help me find another place to continue my work? As mentioned, details cannot be divulged at this juncture, you have my word that this request does not come to you out of some casual whimsy but a desperate need regarding the plants and my own wealthfare. Over the time we have been emailing it would appear that a bond has formed between us which garners some form of trust and discretion, this is something that is needed at current.
Once again I feel the need to impress upon you the utmost importance as this could also be a time sensitive issue due to the nature of the events, so please do not delay, you are my only hope!
Kind Regards,
J
Response Via Intranet
J,
Tomorrow, 23:00, work late, prep for evac.
I look forward to hearing this story which brought such a momentous change. Until then, keep it secret, keep it safe.
P
So it was, in the dead of night I disappeared from the facility, do not ask me how it was done, but here I am, in a small house in the suburbs, a laboratory for growing the plants was built, here I was told to stay and that people would check in from time to time, but as to remove as much suspicion there would be little contact, my handler was to be patricia.
It felt like this journey has led me to exchange one type of isolation for another, people might not think of the suburbs as isolation, but imagine having a deadly secret, then imagine being placed in a community who tries to find out secrets as though they were a detective, in every dream home a heart ache that people were trying to hide from, using a shawl of condemnation for others around them as a defense, to make themselves feel better by knowing the dirty secrets everyone has.
Compared to this place the institute was a yoga retreat. First day here and every neighbor was at the door trying to get in, using some form of home made dish or another to bargain for passage into my house, eyes darting every which way from their viewpoint at the door to gather information like a trawler gathers fish with its nets.
So many secrets, yet it feels like I am holding less than any single person on this street. This sort of society is the reason I began my work, how can I be the monster when Charlotte from across the road laughed about her husband working in car insurance, and how his calculations meant the company was able to prevent 4% of payouts to customers, mostly from poor backgrounds by stating “well if they bought a better car they wouldn't have this issue”.
Yet, I am the monster.
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Friends it is just as I thought, another filler episode to pad out time until the writer has a clue where he is going, by the looks of the Bram Stoker rip off, the writer will be going one place, the unemployment line. What’s next? A montage? Maybe those flashback episodes?
Anyway, we would like to thank Zamnesia, their seeds have given us all something to read about, if you would like your own inspiration then check them out, use code ZAMMIGD2023 for a discount on seeds and get expanding your mind, please, I beg you, write something better than this.
Until next time, stay nasty and be the monster you want to be.
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⚡🍓🔥ZAMNESIA SEEDS - STRAWBERRY COUGH AUTOMATIC🔥🍓⚡
Parents - Strawberry Fields x Haze x Ruderalis
Genetics - Sativa-dominant
Flowering Type - Autoflowering
Flowering Time - 10-11 weeks from seed to harvest
THC - 15%
CBD - Low
Height (Indoor) - 120cm
Height (Outdoor) - 150cm
Yield (Indoor) - 500-550 gr/m²
Yield (Outdoor) - 100-150 gr/plant
Sex - Feminized
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Notes: Still no flowers, just keep the faith. My issue with auto flowers is that the OCD part of me (I do not have OCD, trust me, but we all have OCD traits that will manifest in certain parts of our lives which we get neurotic about), it demands an exact time table, my brain is very systematic sometimes, so the feeding regiment I like is to load the soil until the last week of growth when you are finishing the flush, this can help add a bit of colour, my issue is autos say “fuck you and your plans, I am the captain now”. So we will wait.
We have a new tent, bought a cheapish tent from Garden Architects, so far I am impressed, yet Jobbies MOnster my first ever tent, has been retired. Look at photos for reasons why.
Just a quick note, feel like i need to explain things: I plan on running this seed again soon, so right now i will tend to push things a little to see what a plant can take, this way when I come to grow it again I will have an understanding of what the plant can do and then try to create the best conditions.
@Patricia_Zamnesia,
Ha! yes they are, and yes I am, they do not seem to be around much, but I do see some evidence of leaves being chewed, luckily these are autos so will be done before anything bad happens... I hope.
You are a main character! Hope you can handle the spot light.
@Jobbie, I certainly do!! It is an honor to be in one of your fantastic stories. I do hope you get rid of those pesty bugs, those little buggers are a pain in everyone's "bud's". 🌱💙
@Anonymous_2022, I currently have a plant in a small cupboard I converted, no diary just wanted to experiement, but I thought it was an auto seed, was not an auto seed, 6 weeks flower in a 45x55cm space is a bit tight lol.
🤣🤣You have captured patricia perfectly... Like you have known her for years. Still love to read all your diaries. It feels like a break during office hours. Keep up this wonderful writing, and I have to mention, the little ladies look very good. 😍It is obvious you put a lot of love in them. 🌱💙
@Patricia_Zamnesia,
Thank you for your lovely message, to me it is important to use all sources of inspiration. I am meaning to do more writing when I get a chance, like... proper writing, I will even edit it and do drafts, but that is a future project.
I love the plants, they are what keep me sane...r. If you have any other ideas or thoughts just give me a message, thanks.
And if they want to know about your past, it is necessary to tell a lie, say that you come from there, from a strange world, that you do not know about pain and that you have never cried. 🤷♂️
@XII_XII_MrGreen,
Thanks buddy, I just wanted to take it away from the scientific scope and add a little creativity, try and represent the plant and what it can do for us in fun light. Thanks for reading! 💚