New Friends

I made a new net friend today, another passionate user of the grey matter, and a septic too, I'm always pleased to see seppos walking on the hind legs and doing joined up thinking, it makes me think I might not die in a religiously inspired nuclear holocaust.

Anyway, I meet many new folks on t'internet, what made this odd was that my Ex(cellent)-GF put on to one of her crazy mates (and anyone that can stomach her craziness is gonna be OK with mine, and likewise in reverse), and then it was one if his mates that I basically dived on to make funnies at cos she said something that vaguely appealed to me about some species of nasty arsehole or other.....again...not that odd. But the thing is, after my really upsetting morning, I was feeling a bit hyper anyway, AND being sore as fuck had eaten all the tramadol my guts could hold.....which is basically like a fuckin nitro injector on my brain. My doctor actually finds me deeply amusing in this respect, he says tramadol knock most people flat out.....but it's when I've none, or only one or two that I crash and burn because of A. the infection fighting going on, and B. the several days of tramadol fuelled wakefulness that has gone before. My doctor BTW is the only NON arsehole in the sorry tale of how come I'm not fixed yet.

So basically, I ranted and raved for like 3 hours at this poor innocent, who seemed to take it rather well, especially since I found her personal circumstances so amusing (I mean, an atheist with Jewish and Muslim blood....can you imagine family gatherings.....from the tv comes "and today in Jeruselem......" and it gets accidentally knocked off it's stand, and the cats come back out from under the chairs.)
But people say first impressions last, I can't imagine I cut any less of a mental figure online than in person with a gutful of my little helpers, albeit the hair's not in evidence ( I'm having a bad hair life, what can I say).

Anyway, she's way better read and cultured than me, so I really have to try to keep the cunt count fairly low, and minimise mouth foaming for a day or two.

Bloody hell, sounds like I wanna marry her LOL ( think someone already got there), but it was just so weird to launch into someone at full steam for so long when an hour previous we'd never interacted.

Well OK, not quite full steam.....I dunno if I'll ever manager that through a keyboard....can't jump about and wave my arms.


And talking so much shite about everything OTHER than the shitiness of being me just now kinda completed my climb out of near suicidal depression this morning. I started the journey myself by cleverly steering my brain away from giving up on life, to giving up on giving a fuck....seemed to work....I mean I'm in agony, and I am SO SO SO fucked on pills....but apart from those imeadiate annoyances, monkey's giving is at an ALL time low.

Like the beautiful song says..."the world explodes and I'm absolutely immune".


Anyway, back to bakebook to see if there are any more internet crazies who want to make friends.