Life sucks.
I was supposed to have an early night last night but oh no. Stayed up watching Big Brother drinking red wine........again!!!!!!!!!!!
This morning my head was throbbing and my speach was punctuated with long gaps. Had an argument with a cocky train inspector, who had excessive hair gel, en-route to work. He'd overcharged me for the excess fare on my Travelcard but it was pointless even attempting to argue as I kept stumbling over my words and was breaking out in a cold sweat so I just coughed up the dosh and slumped back in my seat.
Was lambasted for being late to the meeting and the fact that everyone was backing away from me was a pretty good indication of the reek of stale booze. I wore my new Abercrombie & Fitch gear, but that didn't hide the fact that I'd only shaved part of my face, my eyes looked like one big red vein and even my hair was hurting.
I felt like I had a second heartbeat in my head, which was actually annoying Dawn from Training as she kept shifting her chair further and further away. Alcohol vapor was seeping out of every pore and making me feel dizzy. On the first of many toilet visits I see that I have toothpaste crust in the corners of my mouth.
My sphincter was in perpetual spasm and the first of about five shits I take during the day was so putrid it brought tears to the eyes of everyone in the bogs. I could hear 2 of them coughing and spluttering as I suffered in the cubicle. God I hate crapping in work toilets. Any further attempt to defecate resulted in a fire hose like discharge of alcohol-scented fluid with a few 'floaters' thrown in. The sole purpose of these 'floaters' seems to be to splash the toilet water all over my ass.
Somehow I managed to get through the day OK and I'm feeling reasonably human again.
Which probably means I'll have a 'night cap' tonight and replay today all over again tomorrow.
I blame the lack of nicotine - still an EX-SMOKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
