Anything I want it to be
Day Two
Posted 02-03-2005 at 17:23 by Acrylic-bob
I slept unusually heavily last night, so much so that I do not remember the alarm going off this morning. Which is odd since it is on the other side of the room and I have to get out of bed to turn it off. I have felt like death warmed over and left to go cold again all day. Fortunately I have only had one row today, very sensibly, people have been keeping well out of my way.
Not that I am an ogre really, it's just that those who know me have been here before and all know that the best way to handle my mood swings is to pretend that I have something horribly infectious and run for the hills whenever I draw near.
Yesterday evening was horrible. I spent most of it trying to talk myself out of walking down to the off-licence. " I want a fag. No you don't. Yes I do. No you don't. Oh yes I bloody do! Don't. Do. Don't. Do. DO DO DOOOOO! Round and round in circles. My concentration is going. My typing is terrible and I have a head ache. I don't do headaches as a rule.
At the moment the only thing keeping me going is a peevish delight in depriving Gordon Brown of revenue. OK thirty five quid a week isn't much, but the mental image of me holding the bank notes in front of his pasty scottish face and then whipping them away out of his reach, stiffens my resolve.
Not that I am an ogre really, it's just that those who know me have been here before and all know that the best way to handle my mood swings is to pretend that I have something horribly infectious and run for the hills whenever I draw near.
Yesterday evening was horrible. I spent most of it trying to talk myself out of walking down to the off-licence. " I want a fag. No you don't. Yes I do. No you don't. Oh yes I bloody do! Don't. Do. Don't. Do. DO DO DOOOOO! Round and round in circles. My concentration is going. My typing is terrible and I have a head ache. I don't do headaches as a rule.
At the moment the only thing keeping me going is a peevish delight in depriving Gordon Brown of revenue. OK thirty five quid a week isn't much, but the mental image of me holding the bank notes in front of his pasty scottish face and then whipping them away out of his reach, stiffens my resolve.
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Re: Day Two
ln your pergatory, you can still raise a smile in others. Keep the pounds out of 'pasty's' mits.Posted 02-03-2005 at 17:37 by garinda 
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Keep at A-B;it's all will power and if that's in anyway related to mental capacity you've got shed loads!Posted 02-03-2005 at 18:11 by lindsay ormerod -
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Keep it up A-B, we are all rooting for you.
Just tell yourself you are putting off having a fag until tomorrow......because, tomorrow never comes.Posted 02-03-2005 at 18:28 by Margaret Pilkington 
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You're doing really well A-B, keep it up. I am contemplating giving it another shot after my trip.Posted 02-03-2005 at 20:16 by lettie
