101.Oh... Adolphe....

Strength lies not in defense but in attack.

By Adolph Hitler.

100. I Am Drunk... So Shoot Me!

I know that you do not fucking care... Weather I am drinking to celebrate or to grief! But I noticed that my best posts where written when I was feeling down... Just like tonight...

There is an extra today...

I just took two powerful pain killers and two sleeping pills! Usually they knock me down within minutes, but I knew that today was different! Like one of those We-Have-A-Situation-Here days!

I am in pain!

I am not talking about sissies period pain or lazy-ass' back pain or even the worst migraine you can ever imagine. I'm talking about BONES ACHE. How does that feel?

Well... I have never broken a bone before, but l remember almost breaking my left arm when I was about 10. I was afraid that my beloved Mother hits me with the filthy stick -previously used by the plumber to unblock the drain in the bath room-. Since my brother and I took our Tom & Jerry's relationship over the edge -I was Jerry of course- she kind of lost her patience and told us to behave or else she will beat us up with the dirty stick... Now wait a minute here... She did NOT intent to hit me and I knew it. It is just that the idea of having that filthy thing near my skin freaked me out so much that I tried to jump over Tom -My brother- but I underestimated the the height of the obstacle and fell on the floor! I did not break my arm but the doctor said that I was close to! which reminds me that Al-Mubarak Hospital ran out of bandages that day and my sister got really pissed off and started complaining about it for the rest of the day! She also took advantage of the situation to stuff me with food like Winnie The Pooh for three weeks even though I am right handed!

Now where was I?

Oh yes; bone ache... Well, what I felt that day does not even represent 0,001% of what I am going through right now! This is not the first time I feel this, it did happen before but I was lucky enough - well, in a way- to be in a private clinic where I had a special treat; a legal substitute for Morphine ;-D and I have to admit that it felt so fucking good, but still not as good as a good fuck ended by an orgasm.

I know what you are fucking thinking:
"How come you can you be typing this then?"

Well I guess I must have become a pain professional. Got so used to living with it every bloody day, that it takes a bit more than a dieing body to actually put me to call an ambulance and ask for help! The idea of having fake Morphine is tempting but no, I am way too masochist... Well at least not tonight...

Or not! I am taking an extra special which is just to test a theory -you know for the matter of research- which is writing while I'm drunk to see if I can be more creative! Like a real artist! I do remember that when I was going through a nervous breakdown several years ago, I mixed up alcohol with medications and the results were spectacular. My body went so numb that I did not know that I had one!

Oops! Must go to the loo! And get more extra special Martini :-P

The mixture is starting to work but I am becoming greedy especially that I am still not sleepy at all. So I'm going to take two more sleeping pills -I have never taken more than four- and that is it. If I take more than that My Slave N° 2 -So far I have three slaves- will find me tomorrow morning in a very bad shape and she will think that I tried to commit suicide, etc... etc... Am I? Naaah!

How come I ended up here? First I was stressed out, then I was tiered, after that I was feeling restless, and at the end I started having bones ache! I reached the borderline while I was watching Steel Magnolias by Thomas Schlamme. I first thought that somehow I am glad that my Mother passed away before I did, because I would have never wanted her to go through the pain of losing me... Then I thought about my relationship with Skunk... I wondered weather I am eligible to make him happy... I wonder...

Now unless you have a Magnum 44 and can actually -as opposed to virtually- be here in the next five minutes to shoot me and free me from all this pain and guilt, DO NOT say something like I wish I could help.

Getting seriously numb... Must go to the loo again... Probably going to drink another Martini... To be continued...

Save Me From Myself by Christina Aguilera


N.B. Special thanks to Q80-Chill Girl for her support.

99. Hotmail! Yeah Right!

I was talking to Skunk last night when I got this e-mail:

hi
ok i'm sending you messages but it keeps coming back to me saying it cant be delivered.

send me a message when you get this.
02/03/2008 21:47

OK! Now you're probably thinking that I completely lost my creativity and have nothing to post about anymore, but you are so wrong like always. I actually have 20 pending posts but I rather get more important things done than publishing posts. Anyways...

Did you notice something strange about this e-mail? Look again... No?

It's the date! I got this e-mail last night but Skunk sent it more than a month ago! I thought that the whole point was to get it while it's hot hence the name. But Hotmail is now as slow as Kuwait Mail Service!

I can not help wondering. What if this mail was a I'm-sorry-forgive-me one?

Check this out. Probably the coolest YouTube video ever!
Human TETRIS by Guillaume Reymond

98. Yes! I Want To Be Tagged!

Unable to sleep because of a headache, I thought I might as well post about something that does not require a lot of thinking.

1. You receive a gift. You open it and say "Wow, this is exactly what I need. It came in time."
-A time machine. Which reminds me to add this on my research list.

2. Close your eyes, now open them. You are someone else. Who do you want to be?
-I will stick to the same idea. Myself, a couple of decades ago.

3. You are sitting in a coffee shop in the Champs-Elysées. There are five chairs around the table, you sit on one, who sits on the other four?
-Einstein, Freud, Darwin, and Leonardo Da Vinci.

4. They give you a chance to appear on TV for five minutes. Every one on the planet is watching you, and everyone will believe whatever comes out of your mouth. What will your message be?
-I am God. What else?

This is not a democracy. Everybody is tagged!

SkuUuUnk? I know that you have answered these questions already but would you say the same today?