Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts

Saturday, 20 January 2007

Freakin' Clean: Clean Freak

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

A Yummy Dinner

Sunday, 7 January 2007
A Yummy Dinner
Mood: happy
Now Playing: ... you name the tune...
Topic: Daily Doings
YEAH, MAN a yummy dinner. And enough free B to put in my bum (intramuscularly) to give a pleasing dizziness to the end of a drab weekend. Bon appetit, well and truly.


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Monday, 8 January 2007 - 4:24 AM GMT

Name: "chipper"
Home Page: http://playingwithfire.blogdrive.com

*jealousy!*

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Monday, 8 January 2007 - 11:01 AM GMT

Name: "gledwood"
Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog


You don't wanna be jealous of me, man, honestly. I only had to put it in my arse as I didn't have any pukka veins left.

Gleds


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Monday, 8 January 2007 - 2:35 PM GMT

Name: "Gledwood"
Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog

Or were you jealous of the Sunday lunch? Me and my onetrack mind!

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Monday, 8 January 2007 - 7:42 PM GMT

Name: "Gledwood"
Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog


Chipper, have you tried smoking your heroin? You're less likely to OD, and once you get a hang of it, as I say below, you get SOME idea of the purity from appearance as it melts etc.

The following comment I left on yours. I wanted to post the info on mine too for reference sake:



I don't know what fentanyl feels like... I once bought something in a drought that was scarlet and cooked up like cranberry juice. Fixing it up gave no rush but it held me perfectly till morning.
I've heard that street quality morphine can be red.
If you've no habit and you're getting "heroin" you can't feel there is something SERIOUSLY wrong.
Do you know how to smoke heroin?
You take a bit of tinfoil about A5 size (bigger than a postcard, smaller than a sheet of writing paper... well it doesn't matter how big but that's a guide) you burn it off with a lighter, wipe it down with toilet paper/kitchen roll etc.
Roll up a "tooter" out of foil. Use a pencil or something to get the right shape.
Put heroin on foil. Heat (using a good lighter) from beneath. Allow heroin to melt first else you risk sucking powder into your mouth. Put tooter in mouth. Use one hand to operate lighter, other to hold foil. This is slightly stronger than snorting (most people say), it takes about half an hour to smoke what I'd imagine you get for $10-$15. You can tell the quality better by appearance of melting heroin, how it runs, smell etc.
You tilt the foil and "run" the blob or drop of heroin along it, "chasing" the fumes that come out of it.
They call this chasing.
The media call it chasing the dragon.
It might be worth a try. Easier on the nose also!