KOOL-AID: sleep. fecking sleep.
Have you been keeping up with Almost Drank the Kool-Aid? If not, this probably won’t make any sense to you. You can catch up from the beginning by selecting the Kool-Aid menu above. sleep. fecking sleep. Am… Read More
KOOL-AID: When a policeman offers you eggs, you know you’re in the country
Another instalment of Almost Drank the Kool-Aid… So yes, about the policeman. Landlord and I waited in the car; Landlord scowling for some unknown reason, me about to piss my pants. Was wondering — do you get arrested… Read More
KOOL-AID: a visit to the doctors
Another instalment of Almost Drank the Kool-Aid… Yesterday Landlord came to me with a request. Would I drive him to the doctors today? He doesn’t trust the current state of his condition to drive into town. His meds… Read More
KOOL-AID: right. so the plan
Another instalment of Almost Drank the Kool-Aid… No. Have not abandoned plan to rid self of church retribution, even with discovery of Landlord’s Parkinson’s and his feelings about that. (side note: is he depressed? Should I be speaking… Read More
KOOL-AID: landlord’s secret
Another instalment of Almost Drank the Kool-Aid… When I moved into the gatehouse (yes, after seeing size of main house realised that is what my “cottage” is) Landlord supplied me with two sets of linen for my bed…. Read More
KOOL-AID: you’ve got mail
Another instalment of Almost Drank the Kool-Aid… Postman Pat happy today. No packages. One single envelope. Watched him pass the window from position on the couch. The swinging of the metal mail slot a sinister sound. Probably because… Read More
KOOL-AID: i didn’t know you were seventeen
Another instalment of Almost Drank the Kool-aid… It’s been three days since the whole pond-falling incident. Yes, that’s how I’m referring to my suicide attempt. Today was visited by Landlord. Did wonder if he was “checking in.” To… Read More
KOOL-AID: only if you’re famous
Another instalment of Kool-aid… Not everyone is treated poorly in the church. No one in the beginning. In the beginning there’s such enthusiasm. An excitement at all the church will do to save the world. In the beginning… Read More
KOOL-AID: a crying shame
Another instalment of Almost Drank The Kool-Aid… Have always been clumsy. Mum used to apologise. I got that trait from her, apparently. “Dad” used to make fun of my clumsiness, too. Yet he could never understand how I… Read More
KOOL-AID: night-time caller
Another instalment of Almost Drank the Kool-Aid… Is a recluse still a recluse if he receives guests? Enjoying a packet of popcorn for dinner when heard a vehicle approach Landlord’s gates. I guess you could call it nosy,… Read More
KOOL-AID: visit from the cleaners
Another instalment of Almost Drank the Kool-Aid… They come every Tuesday. A whole team of them in a van. Sometimes they are there most of day, others for a few short hours. Today, when leaving Landlords gates… Read More
KOOL-AID: failure’s new clothes
the next instalment of Almost drank the Kool-Aid… Not a moment longer could I deny the need for clothes. Might have been the Landlord, if truth be told. Yes, was a little humiliated by my wardrobe. And… Read More
