Monday, 7 June 2010

Watching You Without Me

I had to get out of the house today because Hot Baby Roy and Gingerella's tongue wrestling fest has really put me on the back foot. I sit in the living room and feel like a ghost in my own home, watching it without me. They even sit and play with Battle Cat and he gets on famously with her.

I was pissed off, I left them to it and fucked off out with a bottle of strong booze. I walked up the comber greenway trying to ignore I was never more than five meters from someone's house. Poor me.

Does anyone know the way to rockbottom? I'm looking for the signpost.

I'm not giving up. There is a light and it never goes out.