Mood:
chillin'Now Playing: Hopscotch
It's not until you spend a bit of time down the morgue that you realise how cold it is down there. I took up the suggestion of one of my mates and went and hid down there yesterday while I relaxed. Wish I hadn't bothered, I got frostbite in places I didn't think it was possible to get frostbite. If I'd known I'd have got my Mossad cold weather gear out although it might have looked a bit stupid wearing one of those white outfits we used to be issued with for ski-ing in the Alps while walking through the Hospital. No wonder they call dead bodies bloody stiffs, I think I would be if I had to lay around in that for more than a day.
Anyway I've decided that nice as they are, Jamaican Woodbines are a poor imitation of the original, and I'll only be smoking them when I get really desperate. Luckily for me, Benny sent me a souvenir from a recent trip of his to Berlin. 400 B&H, now that's more like it and should keep me going for about a week. He also sent me something which he says is great for cleaning shower heads, something called Zyklon B. Apparently they'd been using it in Germany for years until the EU stopped them making it, although I can't see the connection between the pictures of dead insects on the carton and shower heads, plus the container looks a bit out of date to me. Still it's nice of Benny to think of me, but that little gift will probably end up being tucked under the sink and forgotten about.
Got a call from Councillor Liebeman last night. I hadn't heard from him for a while, but it seems with the ceasefire in Lebanon he's got a bit more time to himself. He reckons he's come across some Kosher Cadbury's Milk Tray and Pepsi Max. Now I'm not sure about this, last time he got hold of some Milk Tray it was a bit iffy and we ended up donating it to some charity called Chocolates For Africa or something. It's not as if I have access to the secret bank account in Geneva anymore so money is tight. I'll pop round there tonight and have a look at a sample or two.
OK, got to keep those wheels rolling, I think I'll sneak up to the psycho ward and see what's going on.
Shalom
