A Problem of Habit

I drank too much last night and now there are too many empty bottles and pizza underfoot and more holes in the stained walls and the empty space is too loud. My liver hates me almost as much as I do for getting pissed again on cheap whisky – the sort that makes her leave …

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Happy Holidays

Predictably, I haven’t managed much work over the holidays. And with New Year looming, I can’t see myself finding any substantial time to write until 2016 now. My guilt is somewhat assuaged by no one else doing any work over the Christmas period, though I still can’t shut off that nagging feeling in the back …

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