Memoirs of a Wasteman

Ah, happy days…

Tue, 15 Feb 2011 12:31:05 +0000

Ah, happy days…

ilovecannabis: Do you trust the police? The man that ordered...

Sat, 12 Feb 2011 04:33:06 +0000

Do you trust the police?

The man that ordered the shot be taken, Lt. Michael Pigott, was pretty mind-fucked after what happened, culminating in him going to the police locker room, breaking open a locker and stealing a gun (He had had his gun and badge revoked) before he decided on painting the ceiling with a confetti of blood and brain matter. All on his 46th birthday too. SO GOD DAMN CLOSE TO RETIREMENT

Suicide note said he did it for his kids, what a delightful thought for them. He didn’t want them to see him in cuffs or jail he said, but obviously didn’t have the same consideration for in a coffin or mortuary.

Zom-B's

Sun, 12 Dec 2010 18:19:00 +0000

Researching cancer for zombie purposes. Just thought I’d share.

Some people can’t understand why I’d smoke so much dope when love and happiness are the...

Wed, 13 Oct 2010 18:51:15 +0100

Some people can’t understand why I’d smoke so much dope when love and happiness are the greatest drugs in the world. I would love to try them, but I’ve still yet to find a dealer.

Withdrawl

Mon, 27 Sep 2010 20:42:57 +0100

It seemed to take time at first. Now it seems as if everyday I drift further away.

A slightly slimmer me.

Mon, 14 Jun 2010 21:07:59 +0100

A slightly slimmer me.

"To get really high is to forget yourself; and to forget yourself is to see everything else; and to..."

Sat, 24 Apr 2010 18:26:23 +0100

“To get really high is to forget yourself; and to forget yourself is to see everything else; and to see everything else is to become an understanding molecule in evolution, a conscious tool of the universe. That’s why I think it’s important to get high.”

- Jerry Garcia

Eye contact.

Thu, 01 Apr 2010 21:10:59 +0100

One thing that has always intrigued me more than any other social normalities is eye contact. With friends and family eye contact is fine, it gives better social communication and is polite, however eye contact with a stranger, is frowned highly upon, it’s creepy and can’t last for more than a millisecond, and you both know it happened and both feel dirty after.

Now that’s not the whole story for me, see eye contact runs deeper in my thinking, because I hate making eye contact with strangers, it’s like mind rape to me, but I also can’t help but stare at ugly, pretty or just odd people. But a thing with me staring is that I get noticed and eye contact occurs, obviously I immediately look elsewhere, but I wonder if they do to? I’ve never stop to check what the other person in that eye contact situation did, do they hate it as much as me and try and hide, or stare back in reverence? It’s boggled me for time, but I can’t bear to stay and check what the other did, if you gave a stranger eye contact for more than a second, what would happen? It’d be the worst thing ever, it’d be like gang rape, awful and life changing. I need somebody else to check for me.

Anyway, bare licked.

One love.

Naïve

Wed, 24 Mar 2010 14:06:00 +0000

Being out of the loop is sometimes a good thing, sometimes it’s not so great, it’s purely dependant on what loop you’re in or out of. I hate not being in the know, it drives me crazy, but sometimes you hear things you sorta wished you didn’t. Sometimes you get told things that you’d rather ignore, that you’d rather never had been said. Now I know the truth behind ignorance is bliss and now I want to be ignorant again. Well, that was until a wise man told me something inspiring, truly inspiring, on how I can use this to my advantage and make a difference, do something good for a change, and as much as I’d like to go into details, ignorance is bliss, remember?

Not Compatible with Life

Sat, 06 Mar 2010 20:52:14 +0000

When I’m left alone I like to think. I think a lot. I think weird things, trust me, you wouldn’t last five minutes in my head. One of the strangest or most alarming things I ponder consistently is that I know I’m not compatible with life, it just won’t work out, at least, I don’t think it will. Why am I non-compatible you ask? Well, it just isn’t for me, the ‘average’ lifestyle that is, you know, working hard to live stable and all that.

I mean, how can that appeal to anyone? Having to do something you hate for the rest of your life just so you can do something you enjoy every once in a while, am I the only one that thinks that is backwards? I can not mentally push myself for that, I know that I should work hard so that I can live easier, but I don’t have the drive for it, I don’t have the dedication for it and I definitely don’t have the determination for it; so where does that leave me?

In a real world limbo, whoopty fucking do. This is it for me, I’m at a lifestyle standstill, I’m stagnant. There’s nothing in my life that I’m working towards, I’m just working on trying to forget that. My life is now just filler, entertainment filler, doing things I enjoy for hours on end just so I don’t have to think about how hopeless the future is, everything I do is just to waste my own time.

It scares me to think how somebody can make it through life with nothing to aim for, no ambitions, no calling, and when I ponder deeply I don’t think anybody can. I think there are other people with my disability in life and they exists the world over, known as the down and outs they come in various forms, you have the homeless, the crazies, the prisoners and the dead, to name just a few. This is honestly where I see myself in ten years time, obviously not something I’ll be blurting out in any job interview.

Now it comes to why I think I’ll be in this group sometime soonish and that is because I don’t trust my own sanity, not for long at least. I can’t predict the future but I certainly understand myself and it feels as if this is where myself is heading. So if you ever trust me on anything, it would be to not trust me with anything.

Or maybe I just need a change of scenery. A big change of scenery.

"I wasn’t getting anything, that’s why I cheated on her"

Thu, 25 Feb 2010 23:59:00 +0000

“I wasn’t getting anything, that’s why I cheated on her”

- Jon Childs

Swings and Roundabouts.

Sun, 21 Feb 2010 19:26:50 +0000

Am nicely licked after two zoots, first one was a tad nasty because I’m not used to rolling with golden virginia, it’s dense as fuck so the joint didn’t taste too good. Second one was peng though, so swings and roundabouts. I think that phrase applies now, I’m not really sure to be honest.

One Love.

"It smells like my ballsack."

Fri, 19 Feb 2010 23:23:36 +0000

“It smells like my ballsack.”

- John Jones

aisha-x: I’m pretty sure I would murder someone in order to...

Wed, 17 Feb 2010 01:13:22 +0000

aisha-x:

I’m pretty sure I would murder someone in order to look like Cheryl Cole. Fact.

I would murder 10 people for a date with Cheryl Cole. Then I’d probably murder her too and keep her in my freezer.

URGGHHH

Tue, 16 Feb 2010 00:48:54 +0000

Still no money, am really starting to hate this…

I need bud, will probably tick tomorrow…

One Love.

Fuckidy fuck fuck.

Sat, 13 Feb 2010 04:36:14 +0000

First night without a bedtime zoot in weeks and I’m struggling. It’s 4:29 AM and there’s little hope of sleeping any time soon, gosh darnit.

Reason for lack of zoot? Well it finally happened, that all important stage in every wastemans life; my funds have run dry. Yes I’ve finally hit the financial bottom, I am broke, not a penny to my name and I’m already hating it. It doesn’t help that I was parred today by what I hoped would be my saving grace, Dr Byte, where I had hoped I could get an apprenticeship in Chelmsford and earn some money, however there are no places left… I could go to Rayleigh, but although it’s a lot closer it’s a right pain in the ass to get to on public transport, costing pretty much my wage to get there and back. I’m pinning my hopes on my loving grandparents taking me to work, but if I can’t get the lifts I’ll have to drop my hopes of getting into Dr Byte.

So life sucks…

One Love.

Audio

Fri, 05 Feb 2010 19:18:46 +0000

Something new.

Tue, 02 Feb 2010 23:45:39 +0000

Got another bit of bud in off good old Mr. Reliable, nice stuff, was hoping for the popcorn again because of how nicely it ground up and also because I thoroughly enjoyed the high, it was a spirit raising, happy sort of high with very little stoned feeling. However I can’t say I’m disappointed, it’s a new bit that’s for sure and it smells beautiful, a sweet pine smell, quite pungent and also quite a nice smoke, distinct, with a real fast acting buzz, will give a thorough review later on in the blog after I’ve smoked another spliff of it.

In other news, I felt I should stop just rabbiting about the plants I smoke and focus on something else, or at least mention something else that happens in my life that doesn’t involve some baccy and a skin. That doesn’t give me many opportunities but I have been doing a lot recently to counter-act boredom, like watching films and playing games so I could give you a brief outline on what that entails.

Probably the best thing I’m doing at the moment is playing Mass Effect 2, that game is absolutely fucking gorgeous and has already gotten me completely hooked. I love the way it plays, looks, sounds, I love the cut scenes, I love the dialogue options and new interaction with renegade and paragon options, able to cut cut scenes short with a quick action that adds a tremendous amount of new options to your interaction. They made a lot of changes to Mass Effect, one of the most radical being the removal of the inventory system, a major RPG element many would agree, but yet I don’t miss it, in fact I appreciate that it has gone as it cuts down on a lot of time paused, allowing me to get quickly into popping off alien scum and dropping my lines to some intergalactic babes rather than checking stats to see which of my sniper rifles will cause the most facial realignment to enemies. A definite play for wastemans out there and I can not recommend it more if you enjoyed the first, genuinely the first cut-scene is fucking epic, the first mission is fucking epic and everything after that? Fucking epic.

Also this morning I watched the film Zombieland and I have to say it was up there with my favourite zombie movies and I’m normally hard to please. The film is a zombie comedy and follows the story of a guy surviving against the zombie horde with his list of rules, all created to help him stay alive. But this isn’t any guy, no, this is one of those socially awkward teenage characters that are hopeless with women but in the end get the girl; and before you ask, this films lead isn’t Michael Cera, it’s lead is Jesse Eisenberg and he plays the role perfectly, giving more of a fun energy to the movie than Cera would have, plus if Cera plays one more social outcast teen I will punch him in the face, no questions. The movie doesn’t play to my own vision of zombies, the slow dumb ones, and instead pits our young survivor against the fast, somewhat smarter types that I’m not usually a fan of seeing because it seems unlikely that people would last at all against such, but the movie does defend this ideal by rule one of zombie survival, cardio, and also states quite clearly in the beginning, at the start of the infection the fatties went first. Overall I think this movie should be seen with anyone that has a sense of humour, the jokes are plentiful and not over the top, the characters and character building is well done and the rendering of the rules in real-time was simple brilliance. Also the movie features a zombie kill of the week, need I say more? #

That should do for now, I write far too much.

One Love.

Max Romeo and Tribu Acustica - Mama Look A Boo-Boo

Tue, 02 Feb 2010 00:03:07 +0000

Max Romeo and Tribu Acustica - Mama Look A Boo-Boo

Smells like Wotsits.

Mon, 01 Feb 2010 22:13:42 +0000

As much as many of us may wish it, bud doesn’t last forever. So once again I needed to leave my domain to get some more herbal goodness and found myself with a tremendous decision, who to pick up off? See I would normally just phone the same guy mentioned in my previous post, he’s on the most got the best bit in town, he’s reliable and picking up off him requires a 30 second phone call followed by a 3 minute walk however something swayed my decision. Another contact of mine sent me a text through with just one word in it, cheese, and he wasn’t talking Stilton. If anyone has ever had a good bit of cheese they’ll know the temptation is definitely there, it’s such a nice, relaxing smoke, so I text my guy back, asking what the bud was like. I was expecting a little blurb on the bud, ya know, telling me what the dryness was like and whatnot, instead I received this: “It smells like wotsits lool” and on this information alone, I knew I wanted this bud, partially only because of how loud I laughed getting that texted back from a person selling illegal commodities. I picked up the 1/8th, going score fives (£25), and proceeded with my number one black friend to his house where we smoked a good three of four cheese doobies and a joint of popcorn. Was nice, got me pretty licked and was overall a good smoke, not quite on the level of potency that the popcorn has but the flavour makes up, it’s not particularly distinct but it has this nice creamy, soft tone to it making it a very enjoyable bud to smoke slowly to yourself. The amount in the bag wasn’t in question, easily an 8 zoot 1/8th. The actual look of the bud wasn’t too great, was made up of lots of small nugs and a bit of dust, but no more than like a half joints worth. Closer inspection of the nugs showed a covering of milky crystals that ran deep into the bud. Now the biggest question on every bodies mind, did it smell like Wotsits? Well, disappointingly, not quite. There is a faint after-smell of cheese but it’s not distinct enough to be considered smelling like Wotsits but you could say it smells like Wotsits from far away?

One Love.