MY FRIEND PASCAL wanted to score today so I came with him to a house where we waited for nearly an hour as the inhabitants piped their breakfast. "It wasn't a proper crackhouse," Pascal knowledgeably declared at one point afterwards. Well it wasn't that pleasant a house. In reply to Vincent: what IS my own house like ... I am tempted (daydreamer that I am) to give a description of my ideal home. Just saw on television a documentary about this guy (an architect) who is attempting to renovate a 14th century castle to live in again as a fully-fledged 7-bedroom home. I had to switch off in the end as just couldn't handle the stress of watching that. Anyhow my house is a council hostel so you enter a dark hall that smells of old dog-blankets. Up flights of grubby stairs to the bathroom etc. Depending upon my fellow occupants the atmosphere of this place has changed dramatically at different times. I don't really know what to say, it's not the most salubrious of homes. We have no plugs in any communal sink or the bath at present. And we never did have a shower. The radiators were on most of last summer until I eventually turned them off using a piece of boltcutter like equipment borrowed from a friend. Now they will barely come on again and to be honest I do not want radiator heating in my room. I would far rather use my own heater as and when required which is what I do.
Funny... I am severely running short of inspiration to talk about the place any more.
Basically it's just a place I want to get out of as soon as I possibly can. So I'm going to write a bestselling novel. That is my only hope of escape..!
And a good afternoon
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This post just jumped up as I was writing my last comment. Ok then, if it's not to be a poetry blog how about an online book. Didn't Stephen King do something like that? There's a blog called Tuckersville that is a book in the making but it's by many different authors ( each doing a bit at a time). Here's the link if you haven't seen it before...
http://sisqbluegrass.com/tuckersville.htm
Rx
Ah, cheers. The counsil hostel bit is what I was curious about. Just a reply in the comments section would've been enough btw ;-)
Maybe you should try and carve a plug for the bath out of wood and keep it in your room so it doesn't 'disapear'.
Gledwood, tonight I am really pi............ off with you. How long are you still going to hide behind this drug addiction?????
You are such a talented guy. You write these wonderful day by day going on's of a drug addict and I wonder how many of your staunch supporters and readers really realise what you are going through. I wonder sometimes if YOU know what you are going through and what you are doing to yourself.
I do not know if your parents are still alive and also read your ramblings (the past few weeks it has been nothing but ramblings- u are using heavy - but I can also see the intelligent Gledwood coming out -
damn, Gleds, you are obviously an intelligent human being- can you not please, please try to get out of this??????????
I have often wondered how you survive money-wise as I have never found any mention of you having a job. Where do you get your money from to score and to survive the day to day buying of the necessary survival "kits"
Sorry for me going off like this tonight........ my son has to be in court on Friday for a charge of possession of drugs (rock and pipe) and maybe facing 5-10 years in jail- drug abuse is very strict in S.A
and in all these weeks I have read your posts and saw how you were going downwards in spite of all the comments you received, I cannot help but to feel angry.
I am not preaching, I am just bleeding for you as I am for my son. Mothers never, ever raise their children to follow this road and even as I know that I am not responsible for the choices my son has made in his life, I am totally down and out without drugs, emotionally I am dying inside and feel like I am the loser in this whole story.
Take care and you do not need to post this comment.
But as you are so knowledgeable about drug use and abuse, can you not please, please try to kick this habit????????????
Please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lcxxx
A best-selling novel is not your means of escape. A best-selling novel will only follow your escape.
Hey dude, where do you blog from? From a library? From school?
It can't be from the house, can it?
Big thanks, without your reminding I couldn't figure out such a serious mistake I had made.
I've swithed to total English edition.
You're a nice and kind blog writer.
P.S. I'm not a born English-speaking person but would like to share your life experience, so expect your advice all the time to help me turn familiar with your colorful culture.
I'm not your pal nor your pal's pal.
I'm just a passer-by who hope to become one in the future.
OK the bestselling thing is half a joke my fantasy means of escape but to answer Vincent's question I'm bearly making ends meet at the moment on state benefits. Need to see a careers adviser want some options on jobs I really would do well know what I mean ...
Hi Gledwood. You couldn't remember if you came to my blog before or not... I believe you did, because I remember coming back to yours, and making some comment about the chinese hamsters (I think) - as my daughter used to have a couple. I think I might have told you the story about her waking up to them cuddled up in bed with her?
Can't stop now, as I have my own novel to write... but will try to remember to visit and read at the end of the month! :-)
The author of gledwood2.blogspot.com has written an excellent article. You have made your point and there is not much to argue about. It is like the following universal truth that you can not argue with: It's impossible to devise a foolproof system as Nature will simply evolve a more perfect fool. Thanks for the info.
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