A wannabe raging nymphomaniac, i spend most of my days smoking the rezin of exotic herbal plants. My friends tell me it is medication for my overactive mouthpiece, and yet i often seem to end up dazed, sometimes waking up in a bush due to the early morning hobo taking his morning leak.
Alas.
When i maintain the mind control to release myself from this damaging regime (because urine has a tendency to damage ones clothes), i spend my time in much more interesting excercises; namely listening to the sonic recreation of the end of the world, known to you and i as drum and bass, whilst washing down the bloodiest steaks i can get with copious amounts of intoxicating liquids. I generally prefer Brandy and Whisky to paintstripper (but would not say no to paint stripper if only other drink available was Vodka, urgh).
Sometimes i treat myself with a day off from this hectic regime. In such instances i can be found trawling the streets and parks of our capital city, London town. I appreciate reading the dirtiest post modern and/or anarchist philosophy in beautiful hidden jazz pubs, with a good pint of ale. I break this monotonous existence, by occasionally visiting art galleries, where i prefer renaissance works of Greco-Roman mythology (i think the colours are exquisite). If not an art gallery, i visit a museum and admire ancient mesopotamian civilisation.
