Tuesday
Taking anything which disturbs your central nervous system is a complete no-no when it comes to progressing in this juju. If you're not going to meditate before going to sleep - which you should! - you can get away with having maybe three bottles of Erdinger or eating a wee bit of soapbar ... not enough of anything to have much effect the next morning.
Falling occasionally into open graves and carousing in general with flatheids is very bad indeed. Doing that for a couple of nights in a row is ... well, it's really a terrible blight on ra bliss. Basically, it probably comes under the heading of greed. Greed, anger and ignorance are all to be diminished somehow.
My latest cunning plan was to be so skint for the last two weeks of the month that I couldn't afford to be bad, and I am right now cashless.
Just about all social engagements are regarded as obstacles to me these days. I only socialise with flatheids with bad habits. The only joe I know who doesn't drink, smokes like a lum.
Froggy McDuck is coming to see me on Friday night, all the way from the South of France. His brother Beef will probably show up as well. Brian Wilson is teetotal in comparison to this crowd.
Just say no, Hotboy! I'd have to leave the country, Jack. I'm like a rabbit in the headlights right now. I need flatheid repellant. Oh well. Once more into the breach, dear friends. I'll stay straight and sober till Friday and then just wait and see.
The London Book Fair is on at the moment. If I only had a grand, I could be a millionaire! If I only had a grand, I could spend six weeks of the summer at the Samye Ling. I haven't been there for nearly a year. Flatheid respite!
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8 comments:
Me thinks that it is easier to blame the flatheids for bad behavior than sucking it up and seeing that it is your choice.
Of course I'm an auld lass who is teetotal and have never smoked. Who drinks a lot of coffee. Because caffeine is my drug of choice. I want to be awake. Most of the time.
I hope you have fun with your visitors. I'm going to go play in my boat.
Marie Rex: Obviously, it's my fault! I've just never socialised with people drinking tea (or coffee!). People have expectations of me, which is my fault as well. Still, it might never happen. Friday is a long time away. Shame you can't always meet folk on your own terms. Hotboy
BTW I'm just easily tempted. And don't have enough dislikes!! Hotboy
All the more reason for you to come up to Skye for a visit.
If we only met folks on our own terms, we'd never learn anything about ourselves. It is the challenges in our lives that lead us to make better choices.
I say!
I read that petrol is now 107.94p for a litre of unleaded in dear old Blighty. How do you manage? Shall we send you some vegetables?
Kha'bahje (Cabbage has decreed that, henceforth, he is to be known thus. I believe that that makes it legal, hereabouts) has produced some excellent peas.
MM III
Marie Rex: That's a kind offer. Maybe some time. I'd need sheep repellant.
Mingin'! I don't drive, but the petrol is making food prices rise steeply. Please send a kalashnikov to help repel the vegetable thieves from the allotment. That would help. Hotboy
I find the most effective strategy or meeting folk on your own terms is to avoid knowing anyone. If you can't do that, make sure Cap'n Kev is in Queensland and Spud's brother's in Arizona, flogging spiral manadalas to the indians.
Albert? Is that you? Occultation. Disappear. Go away. Be alone. Fung off, flatheids. At least, sometimes. They can't help and only hinder despite their best intentions. Small doses. My greed is no one else's fault though. That doesn't help either. Hotboy
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