but I just cannot be fucked!
Happy Birthday Hempster, though I'm sure the thought of knowing that your a year older than you were this time last year is unlikely to fill you brimful with joy, it'd like to think the fact that a bunch of people whom you've never looked in the eye care enough to post congratulatory messages online for you to read is something that may cause a slight upward perking of the lips.
Of course, I may be being optimistic in that assumption.
Isn't it amazing how the beginnings and endings of life seem to mirror each other in some kind of cyclical communion of the soul?
Ah, sometimes the old cliche's are the best.
It's the purple people eater!
Okay, enough falling back on images. I just wish i had something interesting to say. Um. How about some poetry?
Near Punjab and Pab, in Sutlej and Sind,
Where the cobras-di-capello abound,
Where the poppy, palm, and the tamarind,
With cummin and ginger festoon the ground--
And the capiscum fields are all abloom,
From the hills above to the vales below,
Entrancing the air with a rich perfume,
There too does the greenish Cannabis grow:
Inflaming the blood with the living fire,
Till the burning joys like the eagles rise,
And the pulses throb with a strange desire,
While passion awakes with a wild surprise:--
O to eat that drug, and to dream all day,
Of the maids that live by the Bengal Bay!
-- from *An Essay on Hasheesh*
by Victor Robinson (1910)
Okay, i'm bored now. And the cats just regurgitated food onto the only bit of carpet in the house. Joy.
Happy birthday man!
Subject: Happy Birthday Hemmy 
Thu Nov 20, 2008 1:19 am
