| another big change. |
[Aug. 16th, 2008|02:43 pm] |
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ok, so i realize that the few of you who still actually read this thing, must think i am completely flighty and probably a bit of a loon, but i wanted to announce that i'm going back to london for a while next friday.
because really it's been about six months, and i've got some london i need to get out of my system.
though berlin is really just terrific, and i lovelovelove it, i am going to come back maybe in the springtime or next summertime? you never know with me, because everything i do, practically, is on a whim.
but anyhow, these are the things about london i am MOST excited about doing.
1. shopping at sainsburys. after 6 months of european supermarkets with their food labeled in foreign languages, dirty vegetables, and flies on the fruit...lets just say i can't wait to uselessly save up nectar points and eat salmon crescents and drink an innocent smoothie on the way around. and put reduced stickers on expensive things i want. and steal other things in the tinned beans and pulses aisle, behind the big column.
2. riding the 25 spice bus. i hated it before. it was the bane of my existence. and im sure that it will be again after the novelty wears off, but at the moment, i anticipate the stench of kebabs, piss, and fighting for a seat with asian rude boys. with their phones playing bangla music very loudly so you can't even hear your own ipod. the constant checking out the window for a ticket inspector, so you can quickly swipe your oyster card without getting caught. then, the best bit, getting off at tottenham court road, so that we can ....
3. go HAVING at borders on oxford street. the trick to this is having a nice "having bag." you just go to the magazines and pick the ones you want to browse. then go upstairs to the fashion section. this is the point where i wander around selecting novels that i want to take home with me and enjoy, to enrich my life. fiction, non-fiction, self-help, cook books, anything is game. then you return to the fashion section, or one of the seats in the poetry section, which is not covered by cctv, and just surreptitiously put the books you want in your having bag. then you might go upstairs for a starbucks (starsucks i call it) then casually leave the shop as if you are disappointed that they didn't have what you wanted.
4. after a good day of having in central (one might go into soho for a wrap or some sushi, maybe pop in the bead shop for some gems...), its time to head back east and start getting ready to go out. bit of makeup (had from MAC, they really should be more aware in that place), then off to get some
5. KETAMINE. ketamine hydrochloride 2-(2-chlorophenyl)-2-methylamino-cyclohexan-1-one. i was getting a tad out of hand before. we were doing enough to probably successfully knock an elephant out cold...enough that i actually felt myself leave my body by a silver thread and i nearly didn't come back. but now i haven't touched it for 6 months and my tolerance is back down to where i will be fucked after one bump. and i have been just DREAMING of the state of calm and clarity it brings. the feeling of your body slowly being pulled through a dreamscape of slides and people watching you just outside of your range of vision. and knowing everything there is to know, and to see your place in the grand scheme of things. to those that don't take drugs, that statement sounds like such addict speak, i do realize. but really. it's an art form, the art of the journey. and we've learned such new tricks that we can't wait to try out. and a whole new ipod FULL of all new journey music. and more to come. oh, it will be such a delight. i've realized that i am much more enjoyable when i am on drugs, than when i'm drunk. i am a horrible drunk. completely borderline. but with a nice few bumps of ketamine while nesting, oh i carry on delightful conversation and exude charm and eloquence. at least in my own head.
6. going out and not being invisible. i have gone out a few times in berlin, and its been a real treat. but there hasn't been anyone to talk to because i don't know anyone, and dont know how to make new friends when im trotting around sober as a judge. but in london, i will get to see people i didn't even realize i had missed! and i might even put some makeup on my face, since i've gone without my makeup on this whole time, and now i look like such a boy. just plain jane. i need a new look. time for another image change!
7. i just remembered having at sally's hair and beauty supply. who wants to spend ridiculous london prices on wholesale beauty supply. especially when one's hair needs colouring, why not just have what you want. its easy and such a rush.
8. god. im such a reprobate. drugs and shoplifting?! is this the life i'm choosing to go back into!?
YOU BET. I'M BORED. |
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