Day 2
I know its early but posting helps in a funny way an if I offend anyone by being self defecating I am sorry.
I know it's only day 2 but (and its probably psychological) but I am dying (short term I know I was dying longterm anyway
) for a smoke so I have done the only thing possible to stop me driving to the shop (I'm too lazy to walk). I necked a few beers so now I can't drive. If any of you know me personally you know that's unusual
. I am in the WCOAP at 6 so expect erratic play -- no change there then.
This dreaded weed it has me in its clutches
I cannot for the life of me break free
The only time, I can say that it is beaten
Is when the mask of sleep reduces me.
Apologies to Rex Tyler.....
Ger