“they tried to make me go to rehab baby & i said…”

“they tried to make me go to rehab, and i said…”

it’s acting up again. cravings – sea food cravings. it’s not bad  don’t have to stop. But  if i don’t get them, i think about them… i go out before dawn every Sunday…. come back mid-morning with them.  “they tried to make me go to rehab, baby, and i said…..i ain’t got  the time”

Seafoodholic Anonymous. hi-my- name- is… i’m- a- seafoodholic.

trying to be a total vegan, best efforts ….. but anyway, i’m down to once a week on the binge, the rest of the time it’s leaves and sprouts and  tofu and fruits and nuts and wheat and fake meat: veggies- trying- to- look- like- meat; but… after a time…after a week full of it….they start to…. taste like… paper… Gosh, did i just say that; i didn’t! i didn’t mean it! i can change. Anyway, it’s just once, weekly two days (go figure;  it’s just once a week but  the quantity causes it to be two days it’s not my fault).

i respect the right of every living creature to life, liberty, and their calcified casing, or bone…but being in shells, or hard skin – they must not have felt  a thing when they were hauled off; and being  cold-blooded sea-dwellers, they don’t have skin,  sleep a lot in that cold water and were probably in deep slumber when they were cooked. besides……i’ve stopped  photographing them, i’ve stopped putting their pictures…. in a garnished state in my blog — out of deference to their memory of their watery lives. besides….  i use the rest of my time and energy to promote vegetarianism or (half-vegetarianism) in this blog. I CAN’T HE-ELLP ITTTTT! LET ME GO!

I’ll be back in a bit, i have to be out before dawn today.it’s not bad, i can stop anytime i want to, i really can; later maybe next time be back in three hours then i’ll feel brand new again.

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and i’m back, i’m going to give in, because i can stop anytime i want to — today, start early finish early. easy.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/10/09/daily-prompt-addicting/

emergency room

When you’re working, or strapped inside a vehicle for hours and hours , extended, you don’t realize that the upper half of your body is tensed up, your muscles are rigid and not moving. it’s like being a detention prisoner. except that this is your choice (well, occasionally some detention prisoners choose their lot), or you’re not aware of what you’re doing to your muscles. Until you develop what feels like  big clanking iron chains inside your trapezius muscles (muscles behind your shoulders). and you need an emergency treatment. in the form of ….. an emergency Thai massage treatment (it’s better than popping a pill; i don’t take medicine).

So….The massage therapist told me: you should not wait until you’re aching, you should get your treatments regularly, get appointments, etc etc (lecture, lecture).

In any case, you cannot get an emergency massage before 12 noon (long story, my day ended mid-morning, got off the expressway); no such thing as an emergency Thai massage, unless you have a personal massage therapist at your beck and call who doesn’t have holidays and lives next door, or is residing with you. Thai massage therapists, and the ones we go to, work only in the afternoon till evening. they have rights. You cannot force them. Apparently, there’s no such thing as a Code Red: body massage. And of course the condition is not life-threatening. In any case, here’s where you could get an “emergency Swedish massage treatment”. it’s a small, quiet salon nearby (nearness and schedule are always my criteria for wellness, don’t get stressed out going to your de-stressing center)


i was the only vegetable, er, customer that morning and the first so that was alright; lamps and scented candles and wooden bamboo beds; the masseuse was strong and certain. slept ten hours after; next day late morning 30 or so sprightly asanas.