My brothers birthday today. I slung the diva some cash in a card and he was happy with that. It really must be hard for him, all that money burning a hole in his pocket. Poor guy.
I woke up insanely comfy with L this morning with only a slight headache. And very fucking annoyingly I had to leave early to go to work. Its been too long since we spent the day together...
Home tonight and we all got a bit tipsy and giggly for the brothers birthday.
Once again, I do think binge drinking is good for you. The recklessness and fun that comes with it. Absolutly fantastic.
Funnily enough, I'm actually slightly tipsy now. I have the night off work so I thought I'd drink a little. I know what you're thinking.."Adam drinking? Thats a bit odd." But it does happen, I promise you.
But its purely medicinal tonight. I have rather fucked myself up. At the gym doing the old deadlifts, I put a little too much weight on and did feel a slight twinge in the back. And we all know the only cure for that is more booze. Its something I learned working in hospitals. With painkillers, there really is no upper limit. The more pain you're in, the more morphine you can take. And beer and whiskey is an acceptable substitute. As I have used all my morphine.
I do feel very good right now though. I'm sure I'll feel like a corpse tomorrow but as usual, its always worth it.
The reason I'm drinking alone is everyone was a bit boring tonight. Dee was wrecked but I accept that as he has a seriously knackering job. When I lived next door to him, I would hear him leave at 7 in the morning and he would get back at 7 at night. After driving all over Northern Ireland. Thats a bit much. Still, always a great night with the insane bastard. I shall have to head down soon, drink all his beer then fuck off again. He would expect nothing less.
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