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In 2012 I kept a journal on a deck of playing cards. I went from Bolivia to Adelaide, and then left on my own on a bus to Melbourne to be a comedian. I fell in love and screwed it up several times, and made more bad decisions than I care to remember, which is a bummer, because I've forced myself to. That's what this is.
Friday, July 6, 2018
Day 23 - June 2nd
Day 23 - June 2nd
Mushrooms and crazy party - bloody injury
REMEMBER ME
Jesus on the couch
Phil, Askham and I went to a house party with another mate Chris (also from the same neighbourhood), and we ended up buying mushrooms from one of the guys living in the house. It was this old Victorian place, five bedrooms, high ceilings, and the party was being held because the guys living there were all moving out. When the mushrooms kicked in I got all self-conscious and sat on a couch in the kitchen for hours, just sitting in my groove, trying not to draw too much attention, and eventually as the party moved around me I began to feel better.
People were dancing in the kitchen on the tables and chairs, and the light hanging down by it's power cable from the roof was casting sharp, uncomfortable shadows all over the walls. I didn't like it, so I got up on a chair and tried to yank it down, only to have the bulb smash and slice my thumb wide open. I bled all over the kitchen, and I remember a group of girls recoiling in disgust, screaming, “Ewww! You're 'The Bleeder'!”, while I fumbled around trying to find something to wrap it up with.
I remembered that vinegar was an antiseptic, and being as we were in a kitchen, there was some within reach, so I filled a glass with it and stuck my thumb in. Stupid – all that did was turn the glass of clear vinegar red with thumb-blood. I passed out in the corner of somebody's room that night – not from the thumb thing, that was fine. I was just tired.
Most of the house was ruined – great party.
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