....well about all 5 minutes or so of it....kids are getting ready for school upstairs and i finally decide to think back to where it could be that someone on here had helpfully posted a link on a thread somewhere.....and fuck me i remembered!!!.....so i click on it and, although i do not start as the lady in the video...on a mat on the floor....i start on my sofa facing my PC.....my son comes downstairs dressed for school....he sees what i am watching and looks at how i'm sitting....although tbh i normally SIT crossed legged on my sofa......unless i'm sitting back on my cushions......but this time i had taken note of the position of the feet......me and my son did the breathing excersises together...although he was standing up....but he felt quite entertained i think at Mum's new morning 'routine'....yes i think i shall make a point of doing this in the mornings when i get up......a good thing to mention to the doctor aswell when i see her on monday.....that the fat fuck therapist wasn't a bit of help....but a stranger on BL reccomended and posted a link for Yoga so i'm giving that a go....my doctor will like that as i can see it working well with her suggestion of 'Mindfullness'......i mean still....wtf with that therapist......even my doctor has never suggested i join self help groups as i have stated in the past that i just dont do 'GROUPS'......ergh no fucking way....too fucking anti-social and don't need to be stuck in some group feeling the 'FIGHT OR FLIGHT' feeling and wondering wtf is fcuking wrong with me as i seem to be the only person who seems to want to get the fuck outta there....no fucking way
so yeah....dentist yesterday...very concerned about my teeth....had to bring a buddy in to take a look....they want me to go get an X-Ray.....they given me a number to call....like fuck i'm gonna call it.......they diagnosed it down to acid reflux....i wonder whether it was partly down to consuming colemans lye mimosa extraction crystals by mouth....so kids....don't try that by mouth.....eats your fucking teeth....
Saw my 'friend' Andy in Iceland.....Andy is my only friend in Cornwall....well the only 'friend' i've actually and would still actually enjoy socialising with.....i've known him for 15 years....he lives opposite me but the last time i 'bumped' into him whilst out was about 2 years ago.....i tried texting him about a year ago to arrange to meet up for a drink but it never happenned.....i told him yesterday that 'i'm fucking mental....my doctor has diagnosed me with borderline personality disorder'.....now Andy has first hand experience of my 'behaviours' and when we first met we got really close.....he gave me a real human skull that i gave to my best mate AJ who gave me 100 di-hydrocodeine for it.....he wasn't the 'owner' of it as that would be a big fucking red flag....meeting a random guy and hanging out with him and one day he shows you his human skull collection.....no it was not like that at all.....Andy is a bit of a drifter.....a bit of a 'whereever i lay my hat thats my home' kinda guy....at the time that i met him and began spending time with him he was staying in a large room that he rented off his 'weirdo travelling type landlord'.....along the lines of his description of his landlord at that time.....i had not met his landlord....but i did once hear a near heated exchange between the 2 as Andy discussed his late paid rent with his landlord who stood outside his door ....i was inside Andy's room so he was outta sight to me.....anyway....long drawn out irrelevant crap here....wtf....
.......so....anyway.....when Andy mentionned his landlord to me....i had already noticed that to get to Andy's 'room' he had to let himself into what looked like a dis-used bric-a-brac shop....then we'd go upstairs and Andy had a key for his 'room'.....Andy told me his landlord was a bit of a weirdo who collects weird shit from his travels and even had 'an elephants foot'....and 'a real human shull'.....well THAT was something that pricked my ears...(this is many many years ago)....but that dark, morbid curiousity took over and i said something like 'fucking hell!!!...wow!! a real human shull!!!....my mate would fucking piss herself if i could get one of those for her!!!'......so he dissappeared downstairs to the pile of crap bric-a-brac.....and then re-appeared with his hands behind his back....i just assumed he was em[pty handed (and possibly full of shit...i mean....who has a real human skull)....he says..'you didn't get this from me'.....and passes me....yes you guessed it.....A REAL HUMAN SKULL!!!
....i looked at it in awe and felt a bit sick to think that this means that i'm holding part of a real dead person......and who the fuck was this dead person???....how did they die??.....the bottom jaw was missing...but there were still teeth in the upper jaw area....there was a big like dent or crack i think round the back area of the skull....the skull also seemed rather on the smallish side.......i did give the skull to my friend AJ on my last trip to Goa as she lived in Surrey...near Gatwick Airport (near where i used to live) so i took it up to her....i've not seen her now in donkeys years....she got married....it was on 'FOUR weddings'.....a tv reality show....she now lives even further away from me...but we are FB friends and when i last messaged her and remarked on the skull she told me its on her bedside table....it is the last thing she looks at before going to sleep...and the first thing she see's when she wakes up.
......many years later....after having my son and going through a court battle with his father for residency (which was granted to me in the end).....our son....during the whole courts proceedings would spend 2 weeks at his dads and 2 weeks with me in cornwall......in the evenings i would sit outside this bar with a glass of wine, he would wander around quite happily amusing himself.....opposite was a store-front with hanging labels...loads of them...on these labels were nice little inscriptions.....my son seemed quite taken with the store front......then i'd see this guy with a pony-tail looking purposefully at the store-front....he then walked past me and said 'hello'....i said 'hello'....he came and sat with me...his name was 'Adam' and he was in his 30's.....he owned the shop...though it wasn't open.....and d'ya know i can't even remember what we fucking talked about....but for some reason he made me think of Andy who i had been texting since being back in Cornwall but who had not been returning my texts......so i tell Adam how he reminds me a bit of my friend Andy....i tell him about the human skull story and the landlord who owned it......Adam didn't find my story as amusing as one might expect......he asks me what happenned to the skull....i told him that i gave it to my friend in Surrey.......he's quiet for a moment....then he explains that the 'weird travelling landlord' i had talked about....well....that's him.....what are the fucking chances!!!.....so ...i mean this should really be waving red flags....not be making me think...wow what an awesome coincidence!!...i excitedly text Andy about running into Adam the skull owner......now...as i said...Andy hadn't responded to many many texts i had been sending him....but this one he called me straight back....(Adam was buying us drinks)......he warned me that in no uncertain terms rent anything off Adam......Adam had many properties of all shapes and sizes all about Redruth and Falmouth and said he owned a Thai restaurant in Falmouth....Andy warned he's dodgy as fuck.......i didn't heed Andy's warning and Adam began inviting me on little days out (when my son was up with his dad)......but they were dull as fuck days out where we went to some boat yard in some secluded out in the middle of nowhere spot and he showed me bats in an abandoned building......i look back at these days out and wonder the motives...if any...as....this guy had fuck all to talk about....he'd slag women off calling them squirrels...i always had to be drunk in his company to try and find something to talk about and conversation seemed very lacking and tense...it wasn't the free flowing 'spit-balling' i would have with Andy.....i also once asked him about the skull...he said it had been a vietnamese lady...or thai...something like that....but no further than that.....i often wonder how he got that skull...
...i used to see him about Redruth and would pretend i hadn't...at times that seemed to work...other times he'd stop me and talk.....he looks old as fuck now.....he has walking aids.....he's aged fast.....maybe he is a serial killer....maybe he was....i mean....how the fuck did he get that skull...or know who it belonged to....why didn't i ask myself this at the time???......just as well i always felt there to be something very OFF with him........
so yeah....dentist yesterday...very concerned about my teeth....had to bring a buddy in to take a look....they want me to go get an X-Ray.....they given me a number to call....like fuck i'm gonna call it.......they diagnosed it down to acid reflux....i wonder whether it was partly down to consuming colemans lye mimosa extraction crystals by mouth....so kids....don't try that by mouth.....eats your fucking teeth....
Saw my 'friend' Andy in Iceland.....Andy is my only friend in Cornwall....well the only 'friend' i've actually and would still actually enjoy socialising with.....i've known him for 15 years....he lives opposite me but the last time i 'bumped' into him whilst out was about 2 years ago.....i tried texting him about a year ago to arrange to meet up for a drink but it never happenned.....i told him yesterday that 'i'm fucking mental....my doctor has diagnosed me with borderline personality disorder'.....now Andy has first hand experience of my 'behaviours' and when we first met we got really close.....he gave me a real human skull that i gave to my best mate AJ who gave me 100 di-hydrocodeine for it.....he wasn't the 'owner' of it as that would be a big fucking red flag....meeting a random guy and hanging out with him and one day he shows you his human skull collection.....no it was not like that at all.....Andy is a bit of a drifter.....a bit of a 'whereever i lay my hat thats my home' kinda guy....at the time that i met him and began spending time with him he was staying in a large room that he rented off his 'weirdo travelling type landlord'.....along the lines of his description of his landlord at that time.....i had not met his landlord....but i did once hear a near heated exchange between the 2 as Andy discussed his late paid rent with his landlord who stood outside his door ....i was inside Andy's room so he was outta sight to me.....anyway....long drawn out irrelevant crap here....wtf....
.......so....anyway.....when Andy mentionned his landlord to me....i had already noticed that to get to Andy's 'room' he had to let himself into what looked like a dis-used bric-a-brac shop....then we'd go upstairs and Andy had a key for his 'room'.....Andy told me his landlord was a bit of a weirdo who collects weird shit from his travels and even had 'an elephants foot'....and 'a real human shull'.....well THAT was something that pricked my ears...(this is many many years ago)....but that dark, morbid curiousity took over and i said something like 'fucking hell!!!...wow!! a real human shull!!!....my mate would fucking piss herself if i could get one of those for her!!!'......so he dissappeared downstairs to the pile of crap bric-a-brac.....and then re-appeared with his hands behind his back....i just assumed he was em[pty handed (and possibly full of shit...i mean....who has a real human skull)....he says..'you didn't get this from me'.....and passes me....yes you guessed it.....A REAL HUMAN SKULL!!!
....i looked at it in awe and felt a bit sick to think that this means that i'm holding part of a real dead person......and who the fuck was this dead person???....how did they die??.....the bottom jaw was missing...but there were still teeth in the upper jaw area....there was a big like dent or crack i think round the back area of the skull....the skull also seemed rather on the smallish side.......i did give the skull to my friend AJ on my last trip to Goa as she lived in Surrey...near Gatwick Airport (near where i used to live) so i took it up to her....i've not seen her now in donkeys years....she got married....it was on 'FOUR weddings'.....a tv reality show....she now lives even further away from me...but we are FB friends and when i last messaged her and remarked on the skull she told me its on her bedside table....it is the last thing she looks at before going to sleep...and the first thing she see's when she wakes up.
......many years later....after having my son and going through a court battle with his father for residency (which was granted to me in the end).....our son....during the whole courts proceedings would spend 2 weeks at his dads and 2 weeks with me in cornwall......in the evenings i would sit outside this bar with a glass of wine, he would wander around quite happily amusing himself.....opposite was a store-front with hanging labels...loads of them...on these labels were nice little inscriptions.....my son seemed quite taken with the store front......then i'd see this guy with a pony-tail looking purposefully at the store-front....he then walked past me and said 'hello'....i said 'hello'....he came and sat with me...his name was 'Adam' and he was in his 30's.....he owned the shop...though it wasn't open.....and d'ya know i can't even remember what we fucking talked about....but for some reason he made me think of Andy who i had been texting since being back in Cornwall but who had not been returning my texts......so i tell Adam how he reminds me a bit of my friend Andy....i tell him about the human skull story and the landlord who owned it......Adam didn't find my story as amusing as one might expect......he asks me what happenned to the skull....i told him that i gave it to my friend in Surrey.......he's quiet for a moment....then he explains that the 'weird travelling landlord' i had talked about....well....that's him.....what are the fucking chances!!!.....so ...i mean this should really be waving red flags....not be making me think...wow what an awesome coincidence!!...i excitedly text Andy about running into Adam the skull owner......now...as i said...Andy hadn't responded to many many texts i had been sending him....but this one he called me straight back....(Adam was buying us drinks)......he warned me that in no uncertain terms rent anything off Adam......Adam had many properties of all shapes and sizes all about Redruth and Falmouth and said he owned a Thai restaurant in Falmouth....Andy warned he's dodgy as fuck.......i didn't heed Andy's warning and Adam began inviting me on little days out (when my son was up with his dad)......but they were dull as fuck days out where we went to some boat yard in some secluded out in the middle of nowhere spot and he showed me bats in an abandoned building......i look back at these days out and wonder the motives...if any...as....this guy had fuck all to talk about....he'd slag women off calling them squirrels...i always had to be drunk in his company to try and find something to talk about and conversation seemed very lacking and tense...it wasn't the free flowing 'spit-balling' i would have with Andy.....i also once asked him about the skull...he said it had been a vietnamese lady...or thai...something like that....but no further than that.....i often wonder how he got that skull...
...i used to see him about Redruth and would pretend i hadn't...at times that seemed to work...other times he'd stop me and talk.....he looks old as fuck now.....he has walking aids.....he's aged fast.....maybe he is a serial killer....maybe he was....i mean....how the fuck did he get that skull...or know who it belonged to....why didn't i ask myself this at the time???......just as well i always felt there to be something very OFF with him........
