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to hot to put my daylight bulb on

Maybe that's why I'm so tired. Dead mosquito in the bath this morning probably poisoned itself on my blood; I'm sick, poisonous, sick under paper weight, rubbish weight, heat weight. Throat gone sore, infected by boozing, crying, not sleeping, a cure from the supermarket when I go out to fetch smoothies and tiramisu while Rowland and Damian make pictures wriggle through wires, packaging uncharacteristically honest: Hexylresorcinol, blackcurrent, dual-action. Dull down the pain while I talk to Tristan's 11MB Word file, too hot to shout, just a despairing whisper, where are your pictures, where, where, where. Still hot even at 2am. Another lozenge. Nights that don't cool off but just get blacker. No dreams worth repeating, just real life rattling on in jerky double-time, stupid sing-song voices idiot faces, till morning prods through the slit in the curtains and light in my eyes white-hot iron bar light. Outside sun jabbing white knives through the trees, ice cream and capers crushed in the gutter, decadent sticky town. So many toes, nails painted pink and green and baby blue. Stretching tattoos fading to navy on burned-brown skin. Workmen in pecs and clever t-shirts. Vomit baked to the street, scuffle of leaves falling early in oven-fan wind. Reading BBC website by day, Fortean Times by night, un/truth stranger than non-fiction. Dirty fug of dissatisfaction, illogical tumble, muffled voices next door arguing tenants rights while I pluck my eyebrows waiting for my hair to change. Silent up here, should go home but I've sealed to the chair, fan battering my ear with less-hot air, screen quivering in the heat. When the alarm goes will I be bothered to

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applez
6th Aug, 2003 10:59 (UTC)
Ugh!
I hope you feel better!
thegreenman
6th Aug, 2003 12:15 (UTC)
Oh Dear!
Poor Jeremy!

Some alternatives:

Dequadin (spelling?) orangey tabs, tend to work better than the syrupy things. (You can also get them with a local aneasthetic additive)

Or if really desperate try my old family doctors advice which is gargle with soulble aspirin - disgsuting but kind of works.

As for the heat - yeah I know....

crazycrone
6th Aug, 2003 12:39 (UTC)
Re: Oh Dear!
Ill and heatwaved; just Not Right. Hope it passes quickly. (Tiramisu helps most conditions-)
Love the summer-in-the-city vignettes. Baked vomit, yeh-but you forgot the Plague of Bellybutons, not to mentionthelegins of squat, hairy men a la Barry EastEnders, in those long baggy shorts...
applez
6th Aug, 2003 13:10 (UTC)
Re: Oh Dear!
thelegins of squat, hairy men a la Barry EastEnders, in those long baggy shorts...

... or why the horrors of Britons in Tenerife should remain in Tenerife... :-)

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crazycrone
6th Aug, 2003 16:06 (UTC)
Re: Oh Dear!
That's legions of squat, hairy etcs., of course, and bellybutton has 2 't's. My keyboard no workee good. Scusi-
cleanskies
6th Aug, 2003 16:10 (UTC)
Oxford in summer different
old intellectuals with paper-thin skin distorted by leers at butch bright brown young workmen stringy sinewy Italian language students flipping expensive hair Americans flashing alarming dental work and brutal healthiness phalanxes of French schoolchildren trailing scowls and rucksacks career homeless sneering at overheated council workers in sweat-stained shirts Shel and Des drunk early squabbling shaking highlights and tattoos tiny old ladies that growl like terriers hand-holding pop babies eyeing up sullen emo-boys sweltering in black piercings hot enough to burn
crazycrone
6th Aug, 2003 16:15 (UTC)
Re: Oxford in summer different
No wonder you're higher on the 'quality of life scale'.up there
...London has evil foggy Children of the Damned, too. They push...
cleanskies
6th Aug, 2003 17:04 (UTC)
Re: Oxford in summer different
at least the evil foggy children of the damned have decency to get mugged by local NEETs here (push, shout, flouce, hrmuph, gabble, bitch, whine, moan, be rude loudly in french ass-brats)
crazycrone
6th Aug, 2003 16:19 (UTC)
Re: Oxford in summer different

FROGGY Children of the Damned, that is...('Don't like the French'...)
cleanskies
6th Aug, 2003 16:02 (UTC)
Re: Oh Dear!
mmmm dequadin. dequadin friend. unfortunately dequadin requires queueing at pharmacy. too many tourists. too many roadworks

I'm OK on the pruple things from tescos for now
applez
7th Aug, 2003 09:35 (UTC)
I'll add my own dramatic observations
of overheated Switzerland in a couple of weeks, if the rains haven't come by then...

San Francisco is, well, pretty much at a constant temperature - though one is left wondering when the fog will roll in...it seems overdue.

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