I really have the enthusiasm of a cat, comatose from too much cat nip when my world is lacking crack.
I'm returning to my parents' home from my friend's house, purely to ensure my lovely rabbit F**** isn't ignored in the kitchen. Don't get me wrong, he has a lovely life. Never caged or shut in a hutch. When there's someone at home and the weather's nice access to a secure garden. Still he desperately needs a little friend to bond with after the death of his boyfriend (gay rabbit how cool), C**** last October.
I'm tempted to go Pets at Home and if their older unadopted rabbit has floppy ears, just take the plung and try and bond them.
I'd take any rabbit to be honest, just an older unwanted one.
Right enough boring pet talk, drugs! Well I have my ADHD appointment on Monday so I'll have a reason to celebrate (getting my concerta rescripted) or comisserate (of told the aforementioned won't be happening).
There's two new speeds. Ethylnaphthidate and methylmethylphenidate. The latter being my preferred choice after studying the chemical structure. I'm going to book a B&B, dash this bugged iPhone and enjoy myself. Why book a B&B? Quite simply my psychosis can't bother me if I'm at a B&B. Yes mines based on location. The joys of human created misery.
I'm yet to see many Junkettes. I'm wondering if my acceptance and publishing them on here is to blame. Awwww, don't get all shy now I'm embracing you!
I have seen one on this bus. 131, she's looked behind a little more than what's acceptable. I'm behind her and have had 4 separate full head turn glances. I'm not behaving in a way which warrants 4 separate glances. I'll have her pic up soon.
Back with more tales of my drug fuelled life.
Mwah Famous Junkie J**
