Tuesday, 26th February 2019.
I’m kind of too drunk. Too stoned.
For the articulation.
I’ll give it a go.
I can remember leaning over the bed to vomit.
D’you remember when we were young?
Wednesday, 27th February 2019.
It turns out, I must have eaten something bad. I woke up at about 5am and vomited for the next 7 hours. Eating something bad in this house is easy to do.
After that, and a little sleep, I watched Bad Times At the El Royale. Enjoyable.
Then I watched The Spy Who Dumped Me which was, also, surprisingly enjoyable.
That’s my whole day of achievement. The only upside I can see is I’ve burnt the day without spending any money, using any diesel or anything. And it’s payday tomorrow.
My Fucking neck is killing me and my shoulder muscles have decided stick there oar in and over compensate. It’s just loads and loads of pain.
I’m trying to distract myself by boxsetting 8 out of 10 cats does countdown.
Oh. And the diazepam.
I just found 30mg of codeine. That should help.
Thursday, 28th February 2019.
The codeine did help bit my neck and shoulders are still really tight. Thus, I can’t look to the right properly.
It’s a bastard because my favourite way to look is right!….
Got paid. Paid out more than half of it.
All before 10am.
Almost twenty to eleven and still only me and Roger the Office Manager(sniggers!) are here. I’m using my time wisely. Mainly, messing around with my website.
I’ve been out and done a little shopping. Mainly lager and junk food and toiletries. It appears the excitement of the good weather is over.
This is another time I’m glad I work in an office 15 minutes from my house.
All that’s left of the day is drinking Corona and relaxing……. Oh. And the playlist.