That's right. You heard me. I'm on detox. But I got here with a bang. I had a Final Night On Booze. Phew. Cigs, karaoke, multiple taxis, an abandoned car, wine wine wine.
So today I woke up nice and hungover to remind myself why I'm doing this. It sucks being in a dirty, cluttered, freezing house while hungover.
And I need to pay for it to be clean, uncluttered, insulated and heated.
I can see my breath (which probably smells like a badger's arse) and am wearing everything I own. I've drunk two litres of water today. Haven't peed once. MY life is one of pure glamour.
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