Lunch And A Show

We were both up at 8am. We both went out to get Buddy. We lifted his winter mohair curtain and there he was chin out face flat in his pillow, with projectile vomit straight out in front of him across his mattress. He’d been sick. He looked like he’d had a rough night. It would have been adorable, if it wasn’t worrying.

He wobbled in. He looked up at Sam. “I know, Buddy. I know.”

“I was dizzy, my kennel wouldn’t stop spinning, I didn’t know what was wrong with me.” 

Sam turned to me. “You and your marijuana, look what it does.” 

“Oh please, no way.”

He turned back to Buddy, cradling him in his arms. “I know precious, I know.”

“Not a chance,” I said. 

I ate muesli, we drank coffee.

I roll joints.

We have to leave the house at some point as Sam hasn’t eaten yet. It is always a problem, as I have eaten breakfast and Sam hasn’t.  discordant relationships are always difficult. Ha ha. 

We were at the door of Jinta at 11.30am and I can confirm that Jinta is closed at 11.30am on Saturday morning.

“They haven’t updated their website,” snarked Sam. 

“There may have been a death in the family,” I said.

“I hope so,” said Sam.

“I have been a bad influence on you, haven’t I,” I said.

We both laughed.

We ate yum cha at the big barn of a place in Victoria Street that serves yum cha all day. I kind of think yum cha should be served in a big barn of a place. It should be go, go, go, with duelling trolleys and a hive of servers. There should be a cacophony of noise, something about which I would normally complain, and which I would avoid. I don’t know what it is about yum cha? I wanna see those cart bitches get really competitive and fight each other right in the middle of service. That would be cool. 

We shopped. Sam bought ten kilos of rice. I bought ten kilos of oranges. Sam bought fish. I bought mandarins. We both struggled back up the hill to Fitzroy with our groceries.

We lit a fire and stayed in for the rest of the day.

We watch the first of the Hobbit movies, smoke joints and stack the fire with wood to fight against the freezing temperatures outside.

We ate dark 70% chocolate infused with cherries.

Elves, hobbits, trolls, Gorks, Quarks, who could keep up. My head spun.

We ate red curry for dinner.

While i am still obessed by nicotine all was pretty much OK today , tomorrow will be better . I took down my dumb posting yesterday a bit embarrased . Food shopping tomorrow , that will be interesting . Take care . Antony

We watched the second Hobbit movie. Were those Hobbits ever going to end, I think. Apparently, the first movie that we had just watched, was the same movie I fell asleep in in Lismore, too stoned at the cinema? Who knew what any of it was about? But, Sam seemed keen. I seemed to go for hours. It did go for hours.