sometimes you should keep your mouth shut. this was not one of those times.
whilst massaging bio-yoghurt into my thrush infected arse this weekend, i felt all of a sudden that i had once again drilled beneath the surface of low.
there is, however, something content about my feelings now.
i have to change a few things and make myself well again.
diet - give up dairy, wheat, alcohol, excess sugars. Take in more fibre, more vegetables and clean spring water. No more tap for me.
lifestyle - cycling everyday. tai chi in the mornings.
career - write comedy for an hour a night. perhaps thats too much . write one good radio show a week. write a bit of comedy every day in my book. take a weekend day to do both. maybe saturdays. but im losing them soon. an hour a night then? two nights a week. three? 2. book a gig. do the gig. make people laugh out loud with real stuff, real enough to make them laugh properly, not that shit way people laugh.
sex life - speak to one woman a week. give up porn unless its necessary. limit myself to once a week. no. just trying to keep away from it.
languages - practice german by translating. speak to germans in german. find a club. try italian again...spanish....no italian first i think.
anyway, these things. do they need to be talked about? the rubbing yoghurt into my arse did. it cracked jason and magnus up. that makes it worth it, right? I own it that way? or do i? just because i tell it, doesnt mean i own it. blah. not important. more important are the laughs.
Alihandra suggested putting a potato up my arse to ease the sore of the thrush.
The woman in the apoticket, who i laughed at whÃle i told her i thought i had haemmaroids, told me that to have fungal infection in this place needed a cream from a doctor.
alihandra mentioned it was important to cut the potato in half, and to peel it first.
this was the first time i had met alihandra, magnus girlfriend who cant speak any english. magnus translated first for me, when i mentioned my discomfort, and next for her, with her peruvian remedy.
i felt like telling the girl behind the counter in macdonalds. the truth is sometimes the funniest thing going. its better than silence.
jason is reading now.i could push him out the window. i didnt manage to get the ice cream into his face earlier, so that would at least make up for that.
oh i look forward to writing this more regularly.
can i garauntee it will happen...
No.
love
inktomike
whilst massaging bio-yoghurt into my thrush infected arse this weekend, i felt all of a sudden that i had once again drilled beneath the surface of low.
there is, however, something content about my feelings now.
i have to change a few things and make myself well again.
diet - give up dairy, wheat, alcohol, excess sugars. Take in more fibre, more vegetables and clean spring water. No more tap for me.
lifestyle - cycling everyday. tai chi in the mornings.
career - write comedy for an hour a night. perhaps thats too much . write one good radio show a week. write a bit of comedy every day in my book. take a weekend day to do both. maybe saturdays. but im losing them soon. an hour a night then? two nights a week. three? 2. book a gig. do the gig. make people laugh out loud with real stuff, real enough to make them laugh properly, not that shit way people laugh.
sex life - speak to one woman a week. give up porn unless its necessary. limit myself to once a week. no. just trying to keep away from it.
languages - practice german by translating. speak to germans in german. find a club. try italian again...spanish....no italian first i think.
anyway, these things. do they need to be talked about? the rubbing yoghurt into my arse did. it cracked jason and magnus up. that makes it worth it, right? I own it that way? or do i? just because i tell it, doesnt mean i own it. blah. not important. more important are the laughs.
Alihandra suggested putting a potato up my arse to ease the sore of the thrush.
The woman in the apoticket, who i laughed at whÃle i told her i thought i had haemmaroids, told me that to have fungal infection in this place needed a cream from a doctor.
alihandra mentioned it was important to cut the potato in half, and to peel it first.
this was the first time i had met alihandra, magnus girlfriend who cant speak any english. magnus translated first for me, when i mentioned my discomfort, and next for her, with her peruvian remedy.
i felt like telling the girl behind the counter in macdonalds. the truth is sometimes the funniest thing going. its better than silence.
jason is reading now.i could push him out the window. i didnt manage to get the ice cream into his face earlier, so that would at least make up for that.
oh i look forward to writing this more regularly.
can i garauntee it will happen...
No.
love
inktomike
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