billytheseal

Ok, this is gonna be a completely pointless and crappy and depressing blog, and don't really expect anyone to comment or even read it, I just wanted to put it down, in black and white as it were, so I have a record of it. Want to have it in black and white as it were.

I resisted a drink today.

Loving beer, wine, cocktails, ect, over the last 4 months, I've got into the habbit of breaking open a bottle of wine, or a few cans, about 8.30 in the morning, and continue drinking while going about my day. Not healthy I know, but I love it. The taste, the feeling, everything.

So, this morning, I was feeling down, and while I wanted to be healthy, my housemates delious looking pepperoni and cheese pizza (one of thse ones that raise in the oven, and really really good quality one) was staring at me in the fridge, and I thought it would be good to have for breakfast, alone with a nice bottle of red wine...and maybe Deadwood or Rome on the TV. Perfect way to start a day. I even had the money for the wine in my pocket, and wouldn't have to put it on my CC, or steal it from other people (don't ask )

So, I went upstairs, got undressed to put on my jeans...and stood standing naked by the cupbard for 15 minutes wrestling with myself. Just standing there looking like an idiot.

And then I got dressed back into my pyjamas (I am such an old man) and put on Drop the Dead Donkey instead, and heated up the egg fried rice I'd saved from yesterday, and had a green tea.

Feeling conflicted at the moment, really still want some wine and wallow in self pretty.

So, am about to have a shower and walk into the city centre, and find a job. And stil planning on running later.

Just wanted to write it down.

Will let you know how the running goes x