There was a guy who was telling me that Rockie was his favourite pot to piss in and I said Rockie when you go to Holland Is the crappest thing you can buy in the coffee shops as I had been in a shop and bought this stuff because I had no money and this polish boy had some and said it was Rockie which is generally thought to be bucack. 


I had a dream last night where I was in Porterfield prison and the prisoners had committed crimes in parallel universes to cause problems to help me so that they could become tough like me due to the fact that I was benefitting from being in the system as I couldn't give a fuck although I'm ready to leave stay away from drugs and work on my mothers commune.

I've got a big fat belly as I am about 99 nine kilos but I think it is a hiatus hernia and I look fat as the muscles are not attached as I am losing weight I hope it keeps the dietician happy as she wants me to give up desert and I don't want to as it is now down from a hundred and one and is now 99 kilos and I like deserts even though she's a lovely girl is caruvers.

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