Tuesday, 9 January 2007
Freakin' Clean: Clean Freak
Mood: crushed out
Now Playing: Que Sera Sera
Topic: Daily Doings
HI PEOPLE. I got myself in a tailspin earlier. I wish I hadn't spent so much of my life being depressed sometimes; it means I can launch right back into all the old negative thoughts with a fingersnap's notice. The guy I named Crackhead of the Century went "yeah, right," under his breath when I said I hadn't got 50p to spare earlier on and I had to seriously keep my hands to myself.
What I did to cure it all was eat my "junkie sausages & bakedbeans" (the recipe's given in "topics" list under Junkie Cookery if you want a laugh. My twist on sausages & beans (for those impatient with the cooking) is you brown the outside then chop 'em up & upend them, searing the resulting little sections. Goes all lovely & crunchie. Yummmm.) & then I slept for a couple of hours. And now I feel a lot better.
As I say I've made a huge effort lately not to be living like a glorified down-&-out (albeit with my own little roof over my head). My clothes are clean. I have on Puma trakkie bottoms the same colour blue as my blog background — a beautifully clean and laundered cobalt blue. I have on a black hoodie, that is also (fairly) freshly washed (well, a week ago and that's good for me, believe!) My trainers (sneakers) are scummy though. Silver Nikes I've overworn but I've another pair I'm saving up for when these really disintegrate. (I barely ever buy clothes but people have been incredibly generous with me. I'm nowadays wearing pretty much the kind of stuff I'd choose if I had the choice... I have some very generous friends (one in particular, Mr Dodger, has a habit of bin-diving. There's a word for this when you live on stuff others have chucked out... but it escapes me. When the expression does come back to me I'll post it. It's been on the radio & in all the papers. The newest, most ecosound way of living.)
Okay, I've a hit waiting for me then I'm going to reorganize the last of my stuff. After that, que sera sera, as Doris Day trilled. Whatever will be will be...
... The future's not ours to see ...
... Que sera ...
... sera!!
& now to quote Bazil Brush:—
"Boom-boom!"
Posted by gledwood at 1:14 AM GMT
Updated: Tuesday, 9 January 2007 1:38 AM GMT
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Tuesday, 9 January 2007 - 2:14 AM GMT
Name: "chipper"
Home Page: http://playingwithfire.blogdrive.com
You are indeed fortunate to be well-supplied with clothes! Who was it that once said, "clothes make the man"? 'Tis true.
Hmmm ... I'll have to check out that Junkie Cookery! Sounds quite lovely ...
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Tuesday, 9 January 2007 - 2:43 AM GMT
Name: "istanbulwitch"
Home Page: http://istanbulwitchy.blogger.com
E-Mail: z_aksoy@yahoo.com
Hey dude,
I am here, I am reading your blog, I haven't disappeared.
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Tuesday, 9 January 2007 - 4:10 PM GMT
Name: "Ruth"
Home Page: http://ruthjen.blogspot.com/
1. Glad you're not homeless
2. I like my suasages like that.....we will have to have a blog bbq in the summer
3. please send some bin divers my way; they may get rid of some of that rubbish being dumped outside our fence
4. What a brilliant impersonator you are esp. the Basil Brush one...your voice was a bit deep for Doris Day LOL
5. Gotta dash; it's started pissing down with rain and I've got all the upstairs windows open
Raindrops keep falling on my head..la..la..la..lala.la.la.lala
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Tuesday, 9 January 2007 - 8:54 PM GMT
Name: "Gledwood"
Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog
"...hi-di-hi campers..."
How about my Ruth Madoc impersonation?
Gleds
xx
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5 comments:
you really like this blue color, huh.
I was reading your entry about naltrexone.. I wish I'd known that was an option. I used to think a lot about how before i started methadone that there were many points a long the way when I came very close to quitting and I get angry at those small things that weren't there and that made me not quit. In other words balance is more important than i think.. I was closer than I thought. I remember thinking "this withdrawal hasnt been that bad" but the discomfort was enough that I couldnt take it. But i had so much pressure. Being depressed all day.. I had work and school to do so I couldn't just veg out and watch movies. If I could have then I would have been able to quit. (for a month at least!!!)
JUST Came from another taxing conversation with my roomate... He has one of these voices that sounds angry enough to beat somebody, shrill, falcetto gay weak, and know-it-all, all at the same time. You just get used to it I guess.. He also doesn't listen and gathers an opinion from listening to only one word of what you said.
it's funny.. My mom keep bugging me about dressing more professionally. It just makes me want to dress like a rebellious teenager even more. I dress provocatively and teenager-ee I guess because I can get away with it and I like it. I feel comfortable but sexy. I do not like suits or fancy clothes very much.
I wish I was a guy so I could just be fine in a t shirt and pants.
And hoodie. I love hoodies!!
So im a junkie n im a escort from ny im a writer n like your style you should contact me im real cool just a down ass chick hit me up tinamarie12580@gmail.com
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