Well, an apology first actually- to those of you who were expecting part two of my Drunken Tales, I'm sorry, no can do. It's not that I'm too lazy to do it, although that's what kept it from being done during the week. Now it's different though, and the difference is the fact that it's no longer funny. In the last twenty-four hours I've been in a garda station, sick multiple times, lost my iPod and money, and worst of all, quite possibly lost my best friend. I'm living in something of a hell at the moment, entirely deserved but no less painful. So yeah.
To that end, here's my promise. No more alchohol. Ever. It's just not fucking worth it- a thing you grow to realise at four in the morning, when you can't sleep because there's sick everywhere and a feeling that you've fucked everything up for good. Whether I have or not is yet to be seen, but whatever. I feel like shit.
And deservedly so.
S.xxx
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