which is '10 minutes obs' which is '10 minutes observations'. Not sure why.
Evidence of self harm upon my skinny person (circa dlbits totps era when I tried to gauge out 'Libertine' from my arm, and of course the infamous 'can't stand me now reality check Brixton chest slicing bonanza when Biggles sang 'can't stand you now' with such conviction it was enough to send me so far over the edge I could see the wizadry of freckles on the back of my back's back) but nothing could be further from my mind as I awake brighter tailed and bushier eyed than I have done for many a year. Yes children the deleriums and catawailings are giving in to well, Peter Doherty, whoever the fuck that may be.
Nursey still unstill rippled ducky pond afloat paddle pout general urge to go bathing in Hampstead pools. A few weeks yet. Today I'm definately steadier on my feet and shall have a little exploration of this clean place which is probably full of celebrities in towelling robes. Enough to make anyone give up crack and smack. Might even try a few press-ups.... er, yeah 17 should suffice for now. NURSE! where's my applejuice and coffee and biscuit like on the poster....
Now then what about a little roll up and a cup o' tea. Can't be bad. Just shut the door so nursey doesn'tsee. Still on heavy detox tablature. Now then, I do beleive I had a few visitors yesterday. Chev, my stalwart partner in crime and arcadian nourishment, we embraced`teary like late last night as he arrived just in time to be chucked out. probably e'ninstandard`van rubber tyre squeaky burn-upsqueaks all around the forecourt.
Also my sister came, rather unfortunate timing on AmyJo's part as I was er, being comforted by well, my fiance I suppose. You wouldn't beleive me if I told you I was starting a family of six with a french/eastern european lass in a pair of slide on bunny ears and felt boots. But that's just how these things work out.. and just when I was getting confused about being here. Also kimberleena, delaneygirl and jaffahockygirl who all posed as my sisters and ended up stealing my plastic dinner tray and getting chased by a man in a towel from up the corridor. Serves them right, cheeky blighters.
I may venture out of the small vacinity I've thus far been too zonked out to leave, but I've decided to give this crackless life a crack so adieu... a stroll around the grounds is in order. love to the Kirstys, me mum, and where's pandy?
xbilo
This message has been edited by heavyhorse on May 18, 2004 7:58 AM
hey hey I worte to an old frined about you and asked her what she felt or saw about you cos shes a sorta psychic arty type like me and I thought it might be wise to move towards a little light in the visions of such distress. Life is stressful and physical pain can cause such loss of faith.....
so here's her words
from soul sister star angel Sterre:
"the one from the Libertines, right?
(i sort of saw him)
I do sense he is being moved/guided in the fitting direction for him (like one of those blessing in disguise)... and I wish him well>>> much strength to him, as new possibilities (that I'm sure will require a fair amount of courage & determination) present themselves.
I have seen his picture (back then) and have seen his light; beautiful (and a very sensitive one he is, isn't he)...
Love is with him, for sure & for certain."
I would dearly like t ovisit you old chap- I checked out the website says only family and relatives allowed, I thought of calling up and saying I was sister in law and calling in as Marie somehitng or other, but ont sure how possible it is. Culd you tell them Im coming?
Lots of Love
Maria
