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Volcano capped. Laval flow ceased.

In other blogs I have referred to a residence in Baynes St at Margate. 'Around Here' gives a taste of social life in one of the most dysfunctional places I have ever lived in.

 

       

                                The view of Baynes St residence from my balcony

 

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Deportee

In trying to give the whole story I found myself going off in tangents. Eventually it was necessary to exercise some discipline and edit out all that wasn't specifically concerned with the period beginning at the outset of a road trip from Mae Hong Son and finishing with my arrival in Australia. Details of circumstances surrounding my incarceration emerge in other blogs.

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Out and About

The first rainy day for some months, really a drizzle more than serious rain, and ideal conditions to poke around at odd jobs at home and to enjoy a nice cozy bed and some short stories by Maugham. Saturdays are the most suitable days to go through what it takes to get market value on a 'q' i.e. a 1/4 ounce or 7gms of standard issue hydro from a contact that has stood the test of time, must be 20 years by now.

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What a Waste!

So, I'm back on track one might say, using the 'Usage Tracker' and already I have noticed a slight moderation in my behaviour with Benzos. I think about it more often and think about how much I take at any time. Like 4 o'clock this morning when I took 5mg instead of 10-15mg, and still I managed a solid 4hr sleep.

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Waiting for the chook fruit to cool

Waking up with a persistent tinnitus to see that 50mg of yesterday's Biodone is still un touched by my bed and I am feelin noticeably more robust than the morning before I filled my script which I had waited a week for.

With 10mg diazepam dissolving in my mouth I sit at the pc with a cup of weak, sweet black tea and resolve to resume using the tracker. A point I have been wrestling with in my head.

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A change is as good.....

And a major change at that. After spending near enough to five years in a tiny bedsit in a complex for 'Transitional Housing' where accommodation consisted of a bedsit ready furnished with a double bed, lounge, bedside table, kitchen table, microwave, stove, fridge and washing machine, nobody who had been living for two years in a rooming house in Fortitude Valley for those homeless who don't want to sleep rough would pass up such a self-contained dwelling a few minutes walk from a magnificent beachfront location was truly idyllic.

 

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This site now LIVE!

One small step for a junkie....around 7 or 8pm last night (which was Sunday June 15th), I FTP'd across another folder full of files I'd forgotten were unique to this blend of Drupal.
I then clicked 'Refresh', or hit F5, ready to tackle the next set of problems I'd not anticipated.
Instead of an error page, my beloved unstyled and styleless 'junkie_test' page popped up!
Very unexpected. The last migration, a local move from a home Windows XP serving box to another home OpenBSD server took 20 days, and with that I'd planned and mapped each step in detail.

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A 'friend of a friend' - horror stories

Although the 'friend of a friend' is a notorious cliche for repressed self-expression, in this case I do have a true horror story that happened to a friend of a friend.

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The Effects of a Tattoo.

How would anyone born and raised in suburban Brisbin with its regimented schooling and religion founded on fraudulent testaments that look tattered and lame once the Tooth Fairy, Santa Claus, and Little Red Riding Hood have been accepted as frauds ever accept that a tattoo, more accurately a style of tattoos, can ever exert an occult power however simple and mundane that power might be demonstrated.

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Strontium Dog

There's a Doc around here who croaked like a bullfrog in the wet season until he lost his licence to prescribe, which he is contesting, when I have worked up a monstrous 7 Xanax/day habit. So seductive they're despicable.

 

He did pay attention to my health by sending me off for all sorts of tests and scans, one of which revealed osteoporosis. He put me on one medicine which is a hormone strategy which made me feel worse than Seraquel so he gave me Strontium Ranelate

 

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