6 th.february.

6/02/2007
12:51
Woke up at dinner time after having a good sleep.
Went to toilet; painful excavation!
Called in neighbours but he was out of baccy, tried another flat and swapped some dried milk for a couple of rollies, have had them.
Weather is once again dry and sunny if a little frosty,
Have to go into village today for tablets and money also I know if I pop in the club I’ll get some baccy off John, but not till later, 3 ish.
My birthday cards arrived today, apologies for lateness included, reason being auntie Vera is poorly.
Keyboard/ mouse combo isn’t working too well today, batteries are o.k. but receiver has to be next to keyboard to work.
Have been huffing and puffing this morning, think a little walk is in order.
So my birthday has come and gone once again.
I’ve had three enjoyable days on the dope.
Had a half hearted attempt to get drunk on the day, had a few bottles of brown followed by couple of bottles of wicked and three whiskies,(none of which I could taste!).
Smoke was definitely high point of birthday;
nicely stoned and relaxed I let the time wash over me.
I check my lottery tickets, match two numbers, checking share prices I notice a healthy increase.
I return to the toilet and pass another two logs!
I can only surmise I’ve been constipated for some time or there has been a blockage, I feel much better for getting rid, instant diet!

A teenager appeared in court today charged with causing a fire which wrecked a row of shops, causing more than £300,000 damage.
A row of shops, a row of flats, doesn’t seem to make much difference to these people.
An alcoholic set his own home ablaze in a drink-fuelled depression after the breakdown of his marriage.
I am sometimes afraid the some of the neighbours may lose control when smoking or drinking especially smoking crack, all too easy to black out and leave a flame burning.
If one of the flats in this block was to set alight the remainder would follow quite quickly I suspect.

Enough of negative thoughts!
In every day find some positive aspect and gauge the success of the day upon your findings.
The sun shines through the half curtained window but the room remains cold, my hands and feet being noticeably cold.
My stomach churns and I think of buying a steak pie to eat in the club and some liver, if available for later.
Tuesdays are a poor day for TV viewing so may treat myself to an early night.
Have to go into village, need a card for mother’s birthday!
Feel better for not having to wake up today to a pouch of baccy. I smoked very little yesterday, only had the one joint and a small rollie till 4 p.m.
Most of Sunday was spent, as was Saturday in bed stoned so very few if any rollies smoked.
Neighbour says he will be buying some baccy tomorrow so that’s another day sorted, John will hopefully supply enough for this afternoon in the club and home tonight.
If I was to buy a pouch I think I’d just sit and chain smoke the lot so gauging myself thus is doing something to help.
I will have to think about having some full stop days soon.
Going to leave car at home today, have a little walk around and if I feel in the mood to have a couple of drinks more than usual I won’t have to worry about drinking and driving.
May just have a half decent drink.
I forget how many times in the past I’ve ventured out with the purpose of having a good scoop only to be disappointed that when I begin the session I find I’m no longer in the mood.
Drinking and in particular an enjoyable session depends on so many different criteria that I find it almost impossible to pre plan.
I just go with the flow, if I feel up to it I generally go for it.
Time for wash, shave and smarten up.
Went into village and did the business, Cashed three giros, bought steak pie, lottery tickets for Wednesday and Saturday and a birthday card for Ma, which I remembered to post immediately.
Got a surprise at the price of the card!
Went to club to wait for John coming in with baccy, got sat in company of four.
Cadged a dry rollie off one of the lads and settled in.
One guy is someone I knew a long time ago, he drinks several cans of lager a day in the club then returns home to his television, cans and bottles of spirits.
Another guy is the typical incomer who came to the area for work and stayed on, he lives for his drink and often has a little too much.
I think he has some problem with his blood pressure because during the course of the afternoon he collapsed at the bar, he also has a pronounced limp due to leg problems.
He told us quite graphically of his hatred for women, he’s been married twice, the second marriage being better than the first, he told of his successes in breeding and then told us that he hated womankind in all shapes and forms.
The other guy is 50 and on the sick from his job as a wagon driver and not being used to having free time is a loss as to what to do, apart from drinking.
He’d been married once and I interjected that “everyone should try it once”,
I looked at him and saw a reflection of myself, someone my age but without a clue as to what to do with himself during the waking hours.
I had a few words with him and told him he had to alter his attitudes to the day.
At present he was sitting up watching TV till late then going to bed till nearly dinner time, drinking the afternoon away and then returning to the screen for the night session.
The more he spoke the more I saw myself in him.
The other guy told us of a girlfriend he’d had a few years ago who was everyman’s dream but was too greedy for sex AND didn’t want to watch the same things on TV as he did so therefore she left him! She didn’t like watching soaps.
Eventually they left so I went to sit on another table and the discussion was mainly about one of the company who apparently had an addiction to the one armed bandit.
I left and returned home, put the heating on for a while and got comfortable,
I at last drank the whisky I’d poured on Sunday afternoon, watched TV till 10 then decided to have an early night.