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Saturday, 5th January 2019. 11.08 I definitely slept. That’s for sure. Even better, I didn’t wake up once in the night. This has aided my return to “MY” version of reality. Bottom line, I feel better for

Friday, 4th January 2019. 08.06 No fucking sleep again last night! Jesus! I’m shattered. Why is it? You try to get to sleep all night, then as soon as it gets close to getting up time you start getting

A bit of Photoshop tomfoolery

Freehand, promarker, photoshop

Just a doodle

Thursday, 3rd January 2019. 07.03 Did I sleep? Did I fuck! Not that I was expecting to but I’m ready, I suppose. The 46 year old new boy. 07.38 Typically, I’m here too early. It took 13 minutes to drive

Here I am again. At yet another beginning. I can only hope this is the last “beginning” as I’m sick of starting again. All this waiting to start my new job has pushed me to the brink of insanity but all

It's in The Title. 'nuff Said

Having spent the whole week in the burbs, I feel less aggravated than usual. Also, managing to pay all my bills without going into my overdraft is fantastic. This also includes any “personal/recreational”

I’m a father. It’s Fathers Day. That’s all I have to say about that. First task of the day is definitely to order some food from Tesco. I’m flippin’ starvin’. Last time I ordered I was so fucked, water

Life is pretty shit when all you have to look forward to, is turning off your morning alarm. But, if that’s what’s on offer, I’ll take it! Ok. Another week has passed without incident. Next week I’m doing

I had, kinda, straightened my head out by Friday. Then, Friday night, I read some very emotional news. An old friend, old colleague, fellow pot head and extremely talented marijuana cultivator died from

Another week of absolutely no movement on housing. A bit of nice weather, and a bit of shit weather. That sums it up really! I’ve received even more random deliveries. These include: A Hunting Axe A 27″

I’ve just about pulled back a little financial dignity after Thursday night’s shenanigans. All I have to do is breeze through the next week and the world will be righted. Apart from all the lovely deliveries,

Now that I’m home for the evening, I’ve had a chance to think why I’m feeling the way I’m feeling today. Not that every day isn’t a “roll of the dice” type randomness when it comes to mental stability.

Yesterday was an absolute fuck up which prevented me from going to work. I spent the whole day wearing pyjamas and pretending I was in Narnia……..! Ok. That’s not true. I wasn’t wearing pyjamas. It was

I have an excellently heavy week in front of me. A full week of days, one evening and a Saturday. This is excellent for two reasons: The money Work prevents me from getting into trouble. It’s nice to catch

My plan for the weekend has been completely derailed. My intentions for a, relatively, wholesome couple of days has sunk. It’s difficult when you can’t just hide anyway in your own place. I’ll just enjoy

Automated life. Get up. Go to work. Come home. Eat. Escape to dreamland. Repeat. Of course, there are other moments. For me, almost all of them are escapes. Watching TV, getting fucked, reading, drawing,

First impressions of the Amazon bought, nootropics are good. I can imagine if you took 2 or 3, you’d be off your tits. They definitely give you focus. I’ll give them that. I’m midway through the bank holiday