MARATHON SLEEP. I must have been all Gabbled out! For every time I sat at the computer yesterday I found myself lulling fitfully into sleep ... snapping back to life with a jolt! ... So eventually after 4pm when the day's most pressing things had been done, I went home and lay down ... and did not awaken till after 3am. Then I cooked a light midnight lunch of brown pasta twirls (frozen) "baby vegetables" - ie baby corn and sugar snap peas drowned out with masses of cheap baby carrots. Then I drank cyder and chocolate milkshake (not mixed together) and lay down and slept once more only waking briefly for the Hoobs and not stirring again until 9am and Frasier. What is wrong with me?
Why all that sleep? Why?? I do a bit of extra typing and yet I sleep like a Montana bear in winter.
Other news: Laundretta is being punished! (Or quite possibly not as the case may be ...) A gurgling sound from the top of the stairs yesterday attracted me up. There she was, splayed out, snozzling at midday. A letter lay beside her - something to do with an altercation on a bus. I've no idea what she did. Could have travelled without a valid ticket. Could have clawed the driver's eyes out with her eagle's talons. I don't know. And the transport authority may or may not take matters further and sentence her to detention where she belongs: behind bars in London zoo! I bet they won't do anything, though.
Laundretta's behaviour has hardly improved from this short sharp shock from the law! This very morning! There she was! Splayed out yet again! Grunting the weeping sighs of an adult tantrum. It was all an act that she slipped out of as soon as she needed to pop out to purchase a pack of fags - as readily as a supermodel slips out of one outfit and into another ... Then ten minutes later, bang goes the front door. Stomp stomp stomp up the stairs. Crunch. She sits on a packet of crisps. And snozzle snozzle snozzle sniff sniff - sob - gasp! - snuffle, wail and holler! She's at it again because her boyfriend who sticks close by her to spend her prostitute's earnings on crack doesn't love her ...- I mean!!
Finally. At last. We have a lock once again on our front door. And the landlord has threatened Matran - the culprit who's always kicked it off in the past - with police action. And I hope when they do intervene he gets deported back where he belongs!!!
I'm glad y'all liked my yesterday's poem! I don't know what I was thinking when I wrote it. But obviously I found it again, dusted it off, and found it a pretty convincing pastiche of Victorian verse even if I say so myself ...!
(Wrote it so long ago, it almost feels like it was written by someone else ...)
I've altered now the very last line from
The bubble now has burst!
Of course - the bubble burst!
I felt the original wasn't quite "tight" enough // you know?
I think this means "bubble" in Mandarin Chinese. (Thanks, Babelfish.) How cool is that?!?
BTW My newest video crazies are:
"Handling Another Hornet"
Mother's Day Card
Martial Arts Bloopers
Unplanned Cartwheel !!
BTW anyone interested in the famous Thai monestry drug detox(aparently known colloquially as the Opium Pipe Monestry) - I've got their url! They're actually called Tham Krabok. Their detox is no walk in the park, but it is world-renowned. Thanks to The Junky's Wife for the link.
She also gave this reference that is immensely useful: The Discovering Alcoholic - well worth a look.
What do you all think of my fab new clock? (From Clocklink.com.)Thanks go to Queenie from whom I purloined the idea! Very Ikea bourgeois Cape Cod or Hamptons holiday home kitchen wall, don't you think??
All these changes are down to my finally learning how properly to organize my sidebar. Only today did I finally figure how to move elements around. Don't laugh but that is the truth...
Another thing I've finally got round to: pasting back up my Addiction Resources Links. This blog was always meant to be a crossroads of drugs and alcohol resources, info and help - but because I had such trouble arranging my sidebar to my convenience that went out the window for the past four months. Well now it's happening. If anyone has any good links they think I ought to know about, please leave a message below. Many thanks!
I may have overdone it - These last few days I've been quite busy but it's not the physical activity I've overdone: it's the wearing of tight trousers. I now have a sorer belly but...
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