The northlondonhippy

I know it’s the sum­mer and I do give a lot of space to Big Brother, but that’s not the only thing I do here on my web­site. I’m all about a whole lot more!

Pol­i­tics, soci­ety, drugs, phi­los­o­phy, and con­sumer elec­tron­ics are among the sub­jects I spew dri­vel on; there’s a lit­tle some­thing for every­one. Well, almost every­one. I’m sure there are some peo­ple who don’t find me to their par­tic­u­lar liking.

They can fuck right off. It’s the rest of you, I’m inter­ested in and more impor­tantly, that should be inter­ested in me!

This is going be one of those ram­bling, unfo­cused posts. I thought I should warn you right now, up front, so you’re not sur­prised when you work it out for yourself.

I’m start­ing a long run of nights at work this evening, so I thought I should pop around and do some­thing. Any­thing is bet­ter than noth­ing, or is that just with sex?

It’s actu­ally been a rough cou­ple of weeks around my place; we had to put one of my cats down. He had can­cer in a big, nasty way and there was noth­ing they could do for him. Well, they tried what they could, but when they opened up his lit­tle cat belly, it was filled to the brim with tumours. To spare him any fur­ther suf­fer­ing, we had the vet put the lit­tle guy to sleep. Mrs. H was there when they did it; I couldn’t face it.

My poor dead cat was one of the nicest, friend­liest, coolest cats I ever had the priv­i­lege to know and I am miss­ing him terribly.

He wasn’t that old, only around 13 or 14 years and his ill­ness was as sud­den as it was unex­pected. I rushed him to the vet’s on a Sat­ur­day after­noon and he was gone the fol­low­ing Tuesday.

Now, if he were a human, it wouldn’t have been as swift or mer­ci­ful because we don’t like to spare peo­ple from suf­fer­ing. Just ask my Dad, who from diag­no­sis to demise, had around a year of treat­ments and set­backs before expe­ri­enc­ing a rather drawn out and unpleas­ant death. Oh wait, you can’t ask him, can you?

We treat our pets with more dig­nity than we do each other. Where’s the sense in that? When my time comes, and I do hope it is later rather than sooner, per­haps we’ll have seen sense and legalised euthana­sia. If it’s good enough for the Swiss, why can’t it be OK for the rest of us? Oth­er­wise, I’m going to have to start a spe­cial con­tin­gency fund, for one final trip to Geneva or Zurich, for when my time does come…closer. It seems like the only sane response to an oth­er­wise insane world!

Have I brought you down with all this talk of death and such? Sorry, but now you know where my head’s been for the last cou­ple of weeks. Thank god for soft drugs. If there were a god, or soft drugs.

But hippy, there are soft drugs and you are puff­ing on them right now.

Oh, yeah.

So besides miss­ing my dead cat, watch­ing BB and work­ing, what else have I been up to?

Not too much. I had a drug-hell expe­ri­ence with some legal highs I’ve been get­ting online. I’m not going to tell you what they are or where you can get them, because I don’t want to see them banned. I’ve even debated men­tion­ing this at all, but as the expe­ri­ence swal­lowed sev­eral days of my life, I thought it would be a fun story to relate.

I dis­cov­ered a new range of legal highs a few months ago, though I’ve been aware of their exis­tence for ages. After read­ing many favourable reviews of this line of pills, I decided to take a chance and placed an order.

I tried them, I liked them and I ordered more. And then I ordered even more.

And then, I had my drug hell with them. I took around a dozen of the lit­tle suck­ers in a con­tin­u­ous 30-hour hedo­nis­tic binge and drug orgy, before col­laps­ing into sleep for around 6 hours.

That’s a day and a half.

When I woke up, I was down, aching and still exhausted and I was greeted with loads of text mes­sages, voice­mails, emails and other assorted forms of com­mu­ni­ca­tion, ask­ing if I was lying dead in a pud­dle of my own sick.

Thank­fully, on this occa­sion, I wasn’t.

I then had a few days of feel­ing quite low and run down. It was totally self-inflicted, so I’m not ask­ing for anyone’s sym­pa­thy or pity. This is who I am; this is what I do. Sometimes.

Rarely, actu­ally. I haven’t had a drug-hell in ages.

The thing with these par­tic­u­lar pills is they are very fuck­ing good. They are the clos­est I’ve had that approach an E-like high. Taken in mod­er­a­tion, there is no real come­down or other side effect. Taken in large quan­ti­ties, like a total twat, will not end well.

Yes, I was a total twat.

No one is cer­tain what the magic ingre­di­ents are in these pills, but those who have tried them, love them. Maybe a lit­tle too much as I think they are seri­ously addic­tive. Think cocaine-addictive!

I haven’t had any since my last expe­ri­ence and I can’t say I have any defin­i­tive plan to try them again any time soon, but never say never. I still have some and at some point, I might recon­sider, but I will not over do it. Mod­er­a­tion is indeed, the key.

Again, sorry I’m not telling you exactly what I took, but the less atten­tion these pills get, the longer peo­ple will be able to enjoy them. Just because I went a bit crazy with them, doesn’t mean oth­ers shouldn’t be able to have the choice to enjoy them too.

I finally broke down and ordered a new lap­top last week and guess what? It’s an Apple!

I hemmed and hawed for months on which model to get, and wait­ing for the next big update, and blah, blah, blah and quite frankly I just got tired of not hav­ing one. My writ­ing has been suf­fer­ing because of this gap in my com­puter arse­nal and I finally decided, fuck it, now is as good a time as any.

Both lines, the Mac­Book and the Mac­Book Pro were recently updated, and the myth­i­cal ultra portable doesn’t seem to be com­ing any­time soon (although now that I’ve bought one, it is prob­a­bly a week away), so I went for it and placed my order last Wednes­day and it already shipped on Friday.

I chose the black Mac­Book, with the only build to order option being extra RAM, I’ve dou­bled it to 2 gigs. I’ve gone with the stock 160gb 5400rpm hard drive, because I decided the extra speed was bet­ter than 40 extra gigs of stor­age – the 200gb model is only 4200rpm. It’s a Core2Duo, 2.16 and I topped it up with Apple Care.

I’m look­ing for­ward to its arrival, which should be in the next week, or less. They ship them from Shang­hai, which is a long way from north Lon­don, but it’s still fairly impressive.

Once I get it, I’m going to carry it with me every­where. If you invite me over, I’d bring it along, as long as you’ll let me access the inter­net on your wi-fi net­work! You see, it’s not just those lit­tle pills I’m addicted to, I’m hooked on the inter­net as well.

I did con­sider the Mac­Book Pro, but the sig­nif­i­cant addi­tional cost was not jus­ti­fied by the “pro” fea­tures, in terms of my rather mod­est needs. Also, the 15.4 inch model is fairly big, in my opin­ion, to be lug­ging around, where the MacBook’s 13.3 size adds to it’s portability.

So that’s the last fort­night or so this hippy’s life. Wow, what a whirl­wind of drama, emo­tion and big ticket pur­chases! I bet you can’t wait to see what hap­pens to me next!

I’ll be back later in the week, with more BB bull­shit, plus I’m going to start deal­ing with some of the requests you’ve all sent me. One sub­ject has been most pop­u­lar with all of you and…I’ll let you all know what is in my next entry!

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