Just a quicky

Sorry for not finishin' the post about the weekend, I was feelin' all proud of myself until I started writing about it and then I suddenly realised that I was changing back into the unhappy bastard that spend four years in numb pain and misery, quaffing bottles of Captain at the least provocation.

I have since learned of course that I only drink when I'm unhappy. Unfortunately I can't think of a way to cheer myself up.. Probably just a phase, after all this shit happens, eh?

Perhaps the rafting will pop me out of it, unless it kills me of course :) I don't suppose listening to Social Distortion and Nickleback is helping. *snicker*

No boy, your just bored and lonely, ya need to get out with ya friends and clean the bloody house ya freakin' slob! *grin*

That was Lews the angry voice in my head that started about three and half months ago.. About the same time as I stopped smokin' actually :)

Alright I'm off, gotta turn Godsmack off before 24 starts in 10 minutes :)

Speak at ya's again tomorra :)