Hello, I hope this post finds you in good physical and psychological nick. If you can't have both, then I hope you at least have one. If, to your great misfortune you find you have neither, don't worry too much about it. It's all a matter of degree anyway. As sane or as barking mad as you may be, there's always someone saner or more of a sick twist than you are. The same goes for physical health. So don't let the absence of a sound mind or body worry you unduly. There's always someone worse off. If schadenfreude is your only comfort in life, make the most of it, others are doing the same to you, I guarantee it.
Upon re reading the above paragraph, my first reaction is: My God I'm a misanthropic bastard. Not to worry, we can't all be made of sugar and spice, for if we were, who then would do the thinking? Bits of cake never solved any of the world's problems, in spite of Marie Antoinette's naive optimism. And look what happened to her anyway? So look, just be grateful for dour pricks like me and we can leave the matter there. I don't wish to pursue this ridiculous nonsense any further, it's making me look like an idiot.
Well, the time has come to say goodbye (again...) to an old friend. I have to lock myself in my bathroom with blankets, rosary beads, Valium, ipod, water, pills and phone. My dear cousin (who unfortunately for him has no experience in these matters) is coming over to take care of things while I attempt (again) to get clean.
I actually have no contacts in this part of the world, so I have no choice but see the thing out. You know the most fascinating thing about it is, the extraordinary amount of vomitus the body can produce.It amazed me last time, and kind of disgusted me. Ah well, if you can't do the time don't the etc etc...
Once this is over, I'm never touching it again. No matter how bored and pissed off I get, I'll find a gentler hobby, like beating up old ladies. Or something respectable I can brag about at dinner parties: like cheating on taxes or something else of that nature which bourgeois twats find ever so clever and grand. Groan, that's the world waiting for me once I stop shooting up. Gee I can't wait.
I'm sorry to whine. I got myself into this mess, I have no one to blame but myself. Wish me luck. See you after.
Hey All, Best Read This First:
Greetings and a warm welcome to my blog.
First things first
This blog contains words and references offensive to those who never made it through the maturation process.
The intellectually and psychologically impaired will find nothing here to enjoy.
If this applies to you, dear reader, you're welcome, and strongly encouraged to leave now. No hard feelings on my part.
I'm trying to make this clear to the 'boo hoo brigade". If you CANNOT grasp this simple concept. This page is NOT FOR YOU
REPEAT: WARNING: BLACK IRONY. NASTY SELF PISS TAKING HUMOUR. FUCK OFF NOW IF YOU CANNOT UNDERSTAND THIS. I WON'T MIND. EVER.
*PS: I'm pro Palestinian, pro animal rights in a way that pisses many people off. You should consider fucking off now if you object to this kind of thing.
PS This blog is not really fit for human consumption, it's best read as it was written, drunk on vodka or otherwise high as a kite...Enjoy...