My left ear is thrrrobbing! Haven’t had an earache since I was a kid but I’ve got it bad today. Nothing I can do but toss & turn in my sweaty bed in silence in the semi-darkness.
Hence I won’t make it to the yoga studio today but I’m sure to be back with a vengeance tomorrow. Last night was a late late one. Almost sunrise before sleep got hold of me. I had planned to have no more than one drink during the festivities but ended up drinking tequila all night, la la la…didn’t feel the slightest bit drunk!
Met a shady Kenyan in the wee hours on my way home. He was looking for skins & I had some. He had wicked weed. So we got stoned together in Temple Bar. A sweet end to a supersweet night out.
Wednesday night is upon us. No more fun & frolicking for me until Winter Solstice. Saturday week. Haaa, hardly likely! ‘Tiz the most wonderful time of the year & there’s a full moon rising. I smell trouble!
Jason’s looking for me tonight. He’s in the mood for getting some drink in but I shall abstain. Feeling so real after 2 hours in the yoga studio this evening. I didn’t miss a beat. Don’t want to lose that feeling by drowning it in alcohol. An alcohol-free afternoon lies ahead of me tomorrow at our college Christmas lunch. I’ll raise hell like I did last year & report back after……
Raise hell I didn’t. Lunch was a most civilized affair. Followed by the rest of the afternoon smoking fine hashish with my fine friend Jay Green. What a howl we had, getting slowly stoned & bantering backwards & forwards.
Met a most striking young lady today on my travels. Suits you sir! I called out as she tried on Jay Green’s new striped pink scarf. I think you’re really pretty too! She called back. Oooh la la, she was too pretty for words. Anna is her name or Ana perhaps. Jay gave her his scarf. Sure it looked so pretty on her, who wouldn’t? I look very forward to seeing her again in Jay’s favourite haunt, a local café.
I also encountered the sweetest dog today. Sandy is her name. I’ll be hanging out with her again soon no doubt…happy face! And not forgetting Milton, Sandy’s beloved owner & a very sweet guy. Jay Green & Milton are partners in grime since they are shacked up together outside town in a ramshackle log cabin with no electricity or running water. Times are tough but they’re toughing it out, surfing the waves of Dublin’s current housing crisis, like myself & whiling away their dubey days drinking mighty Matcha tea. Everybody must get stoned!
Was sorry to have to leave the lads in the end but there was a killer yoga class to be endured with the lovely Aquila, hitting 60 & as full of beans as ever. Once again, I didn’t miss a beat.
Faith In The Ripple Effect 