I Scraped The Ironing Board For Dope When I Rolled My First Joint, This Morning

I scraped the ironing board for dope when I rolled my first joint, this morning.

I passed out last night before I got to smoke that last joint. I promptly dropped it on the floor first thing and all the dope shot out of the end of it across the floor, into the pile of the carpet. I picked up what I could, as best as I could, but in carpet pile? Fuck it. 

I’d been rolling joints on the ironing board, there had to be some to pick up… surely?

How’s that for a look. All I’d need to have been doing was sweating, or twitching, when somebody came around the corner to catch me.

Ha ha.

Movies that have affected me

The effects of Gamma Rays on man in the Moon marigolds.

Whatever Happened to Baby Jane.

Madame X

The Pornbroker

Duel

Halloween

All About Eve

The Man Who Came to Dinner

Anniversary

Mickey & Maude

Young Einstein

The Rocky Horror Show

Meet the Feebles

Tom was around until about midday, you know, as he does.

(Josh)

Cruising gaydar all day. Stoned off me bonce. Bliss.

christian

Mark and Luke arrived in the afternoon and left at about midnight. We watched bad television, you know, as you do.

I chattered to Josh Gale late on msn.

Hey Christian,

How's your day going?

Are you here, or perhaps you went to Bolago.

You know, looking at our letters back and forth, I think a third of the stories we tell are unprintable.

A lot more could get us into a lot of trouble.

But, amusing reading I have had, with many a chuckle at your turn of phrase, and find myself missing them, even.

Surely we have not run out of things to say...

Looking at my hospital letters made me realise that I am going through a process almost identical to the one I experienced back then.

I was enjoying life, but very fatalistic, so, don't take too much stock in what I say, Christian.

It might be true at that minute, but it seems that preparing myself and making peace with the worst is my way of coping, so maybe that's what I'm doing.

Thanks for hearing it though.

Josh O’Grady replied to my request for accommodation, saying that he and Craig would be "honoured" to have me use their place as a European base.  Yay!

Fantasising about travel is another pattern.  I laugh when I read back over "Dad and me going to Canada", that little dream provided hours of enjoyment.

This time I'm surfing the net, looking at hotels, but in essence doing the same thing.  Spending time in an "alternate, and much more pleasant, reality".

I think that’s alright as a coping skill actually, but at least this time I have a slightly thicker vein of hope in that I do have that insurance claim.

So fantasise away, I say!  Why not?!

Josh also expressed concern at my fatalism.  Maybe it will have shifted by the time I get to London!

I don't mind a bit of fatalism, really.  It woken me out of a bit of a stupor really, so that's got to be a good thing.

Anyway Miss, I shall leave it there.

I hope this finds you happy and not craving nicotine too much.

xTom

SMS. 16.29. Boo hoo, daylight savings finished this weekend! Means we are now 3 hours in front of you. Love you hugs – Lauri

SMS. 16.36. NEWSFLASH! Leroy myself and 3 other mates are coming over for Bette Midler. Hope to see you all there! Or the night before! Drinks somewhere cheers – Lauri

We watched The X-Factor, but not at the same houses, you understand.

SMS. 18.58. Muffin singing on TV – Tom

SMS. 19.00. Er! – christian

SMS. 20.20. I want to fuck Daniel McPherson and put Kate on a diet – Tom

SMS. 20.22. Daniel is so hot! I want to fuck him too! – christian

SMS. 20.25. I want him to be my boyfriend – christian

SMS. 20.33. One more time for Daniel! – christian