No Broadband Still

MAYBE NOT HAVING BROADBAND has turned out to be a good thing; it means I'm overflowing with Things To Do for when I get it back. Reading Anna's book MS being the top priority. Anna wrote an entire book about her life. She has a doggie called Eleanor Rigby who appears in the coke binge. I'm not giving anything away Anna: that is the bit that came out on your blog, remember.

I keep hoping I'm in a better mood. E.g. when I woke up this morning splayed out backwards in an armchair I thought I was fine. Then I went out, got my methadone juice ~ back back BACK. Back to being tired. So it's three steps forward, two steps back.

I have been watching films on the German language setting to try and give myself an educational time. Night at the Museum II is good. Boogie Nights in German is classic. It reminds me of a film my exhousemate was watching once when we came round. That was called Total Anal 2 and featured some German dialogue. The word "ficken" came up a lot... And when I asked whether he'd seen Total Anal 1 he said no. I said won't that spoil the plot and he said "what plot!"

I keep thinking about crack cocaine. Crack, the scummiest drug on earth. Maybe it's because crack makes you REALLY high and I want to be high. Only problem with coke is, it's so jagged. Watching them snort away on Boogie nights you'd think it was some sort of Elixir of the Gods, not some horrible wiry uptight clenched in psychostimulant that just makes you extremely paranoid in the end. There were times on crack when I literally thought people were climbing the walls of my building to get in. No, I want a natural high (man).

Soon as I get broadband back I'll get back to everyone properly. Sorry if these posts have been unendingly dull for the past however long. Wasn't I more interesting ON drugs than off? See why I wasn't so much into stopping them? I felt like a black hole. Nothing there. That's why I pussyfooted around the issue of ever stopping heroin. There seemed nothing to stop FOR. Now I'm cleaner than I ever was before and more boring. And y'all wonder what I saw in heroin! It was the only thing that made life make sense. (How sad is that.) Then again if you think Life in this World is wonderful and you're not a heroin addict or certifiably insane, I think you SHOULD be certified ~ there surely is something wrong with you!

Well I have to go now, else I'll get terminated. Wishing y'all a cheery weekend :-)


Illustrated: this is allegedly a lorryload of cocaine!