and so ladies and gentlemen, that concludes 9 days and a half of solid drinking, Ive been low, up and lower, but now so much saner...I think. Nothing feels real anymore, except the rain in which Ive chosen to stand out and smoke in. I also think Im speaking to my Mum again, I took her to see the Fureys the other day, I ended up having a massive drink with the band afterwards, they invited me to Croydon, I said no, I only have 4 pounds and odd change left.
Good to have you back but 10 days dinking sounds like a serious problem to me - I can't make up my mind whether to slap you on the back and say "well done" or tell you to get some help.
It wouldnt be the 1st time someones been concerned about my drinking, but to be honest I need the odd massive binge just to keep me going sometimes, other wise Id fall into a fit of despair. I am no on the wagon until Saturday when I have to sit through a wedding I dont want to attend.