It’s been a week since my last effort at writing and doing it sober probably won’t help. We’ve had a very hot week, and most of it without power, which makes sleeping in overnight minimum temperatures of 28 degrees rather unpleasant. Beating the heat has been a challenge – in more ways than one.
One night I had a bowl of soup for dinner. On the menu it said mild and being an adventurous bloke I thought I’d give it a go. I now have a fair understanding of how jet propulsion works – you rub it on the outer intake and high pressure flames come out the exhaust. Pretty simple really.
During this time I also had my first out-of-body experience. I found myself looking down onto the bed but I wasn’t there, then realised I may have backfired during the night and just hadn’t landed yet.
The good thing about heat and no air-conditioning is the need to keep fluids up and I feel I have been able to do this to a point where the Journo thinks I may run down a sink. So she has convinced me to try something different, so finding bottles of Jim Beam for $9.50 was of welcome relief for her.
I also picked up my first bit of unpaid casual work and the benefits are great – you can drink on the job.
The only thing to worry about is getting done for drink hosing.
The Joker
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