Mar 20, 2003 20:30
I've totally lost the plot of reality since I become a nocturnal. It was only when I heard Aaron at work talking about turning the resteraunt into a bomb shelter that I asked questions and found out war has been declared. I can't remember the last time I watched TV. My life consists of work, sleep, drugs and my boy. I try to spend as much time with him as possible, but he lives so far away. :/ Like an hour my train. It doesn't make me too happy.
As far as the rest of my life goes. The pot scene up here is the worst it's been in a long time. I've never been able to get more than a pund at a time, and customers aren't happy.