Happy New Year

I was in work late on New Year's Eve so when I finally finished I was in no mood to go out partying. I went home to find that Hot Baby Roy was away out (probably with the leotard girls) and Wino Jo was lying sleeping on the couch.

I took battle cat out for a wee walk just so I wasn't sitting in the house but it was so bollocks freezing we were back in after about five minutes.

I texted a few people to wish them a happy new year and drunk half a bottle of whiskey while surfing youtube.

This sounds boring as fuck but in a way it wasn't. My house was nice and warm, I'd some new clothes I'd stolen and some I'd bought with my wages and I lacked that shitty skint feeling that I had when I was on the dole and could never put my finger on what it was.

I'm going to try to build on that this year.

Battle Cat is Lonely

I think Battle Cat is missing Fabian Wildman. He goes up into Fabian's old room and sits and whines sometimes. I think I might get a manikin and put some of Fabian's old clothes on it so he can think it's him (because of the scent). Fabian and him were good pals and they used to hang out especially when I could be a bit neglectful of him. Poor pup, now I know how single parents feel. Fabian's a bastard. The poor pup, maybe he needs a hot bitch to take his mind off things.