The Knife.

took that mazzie, went for a tab theen did a lap round the hospital, tried to pinch a zimmerframe and then blacked out in bed shortly after, just woke up with rossys reply in my face. @ rossy; they now give you tele on a rather posh bracket which you can get tv or the net on "patientline" how original

to me at yimes likr this the boards are similar to a blog or journal, and tends to keep people entertained,

theres another pot pills plus just been put in front of me by a rather surrepticious philieno male nurse called 'phil' and those blues to munch, but if i rember correctly they think ive had them, so more for afters tommora night would be nice

all ready organised for tommora matey

Back Home.

Waxa - scored some Codiene and Diplofen for the crack.

Textbook

Were you just outright asking for stuff?

whey the bloke on the other side of the ward was getting them every half day and didnt want em and asked me if i wanted em - after he heard me on the phone to my mate saying that "i'd kill for some sleepers"

he obviously knew the crack because he shouted over if i wanted a couple of "yellaz"

so i took them off him for later - then my valium arrived so i stashed them and took the oppertunity to experiment legitmately with drugs in a controlled environment.... or so i thought.

seeing a man half in a vest half dressing gown trying to dislodge a zimmerframe from a rack on the wall would of been quite discomferting to the people in the rehabilitation ward (yes, ha ha - the irony). worried looks and even more worried carers looked on in disbelief - but it seemed like i didnt have any control over the situation.

gave up after a blurry pissed like attempt again and had a wander around what i considered "the grounds" of the hospital. ended up in bed - but no-one seemed to had noticed that i'd been ramsaking the hospital. or indeed that i had been missing for what must of been the best part of an hour and a quarter. - funny thing is, all of the skag-rat type people outside the next day smoking rollies perfusely all nodded in a strangly synchronised way, which i cant get outta me head.

and yes - it seemed as tho if you ask (within reason, and in the right polite manner) you will receive.

the lad in the next bed along who i be-friended who got his face panned in at the bigg market the previous night (getting a metal plate in his face as the result) followed suit - and between us had quite a swap-shop going.

who said our generation doesent think on our feet (just add cheap thrills to the circumstance )