Reflecting...

I've been feeling very boozy today. I just don't cope with strong cider the way I used to. When I think of the amount I used to drink when I was in my last job. I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable about last night too. That behavior was completely out of character for me. I don't really regret what I did. Those fuckwits upstairs have completely destroyed what peace I used to feel at home. I don't suppose they could care less, even if they knew that. Just now I called in at the butchers to get something to eat, to try and soak up the residual alcohol.