12th July 2010, 08:12 PM
It's only blinkin' Monday...deep depression...like the Spinal Tap scale, forgotten about that...have turned in to Eeyore though and hit 11...
As Father Jack Hackett would say...DRINK! Where's me feckin' drink!
EDIT: Oh, and what a cracking day to stop smoking...ARRRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
As Father Jack Hackett would say...DRINK! Where's me feckin' drink!
EDIT: Oh, and what a cracking day to stop smoking...ARRRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Merlot in one hand, Cigar in the other; body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!