Hooked again on Miss MJ.

Amsterdam, 17-08-2007. Can`t believe it but YES!!! i am most defititely hooked again...Hooked on Miss MJ also known as Marijuana, a sweet drug that makes me feel good but gets me so goddarned inactive - something that i could do without at this time of the year. I should be out a nd about selling my Mandalas, making money so i can do nice things again like going back to Thailand or, maybe, back to the chickenfarms in Cambodya....Any one way i really could do without this inactive life of lying around and smoking POT! Numerous sorties out of the house in sunny weather, time that should be spent selling games at the A. Frank House but instead i walk out of the house several times a day, to the nearest coffee shop like The Clown or the other one a bit further on right next to the new Albert Heyn supermarket, The Wow, ah yeah, that was the name. So where did this addiction come from, anyway? I suppose it all really started in India during my last stint there, when i lived like a long term freak, an alternative and chilam with charras junk. Visiting all the freak places, comfortably named by the Lonely Planet Tavel guide. Fuck you, Tony Wheeler!!! Well, i presume i would have found them even without the Loney Planet. There and then i willfully choose to get hooked and live the way of a western Freak in india, on a long overland trip and sipping Bhang Lassies, YEAH< THAT WAS FUN ALLRIGHT!!! Still when i finally came back i vowed to leave it all behind and go back to my more sportive life, well i suppose one can guess what came out of that new year`s resolution, hahahahaha.....