Back in work for a 7am start after finishing nights at 7am Satuday morning. ****s, ****s, ****s, ****s, ****s.
****ing woke up at about 4 this morning, finally started to drift back off just as alarm went off. Didn't help that I had a drink on Saturday so slept quite a bit yesterday though. Gonna drag like **** today.
Nah I don't do 12 hour shifts at my place mate. So finish at 3 which ain't all that bad and will probs have a nap when I get in seeing as I don't start until midday tomorrow.
I've got a gym session at 12pm. Taking the bairn to the doctors at 3pm and boxing at 7pm. You think I'd be motivated and **** but I'm just lying in bed drinking coffee and eating bowls of cereal. I've got a few gram grinded up next to me so it's a toss up between getting my body in peak condition or just sit here getting high af whilst jacking off to some porn.
Just glad Monday is over, going to play my new game got Mass Effect Andromeda to get into. Finished with AC Origins.
Yeah, that was definitely a ****ter. I had to jump straight from the toilet to the shower, I'll go to the shops in a bit.
Been up to the north east for a cousin's funeral today. As funeral's go it was pretty special. He was in the Royal Artillery and his comrades gave him a guard of honour. At the end of the service the guy taking the service said that his battalion song or anthem, would now be sung. A single guy started singing. Then suddenly 20 to 30 guys joined in at the back. I turned round and all of these old guys are standing proud and singing loud. It was just, to be honest l'm not sure what the word is. Humbling.. doesn't do it justice. Later, back at the wake, his comrades had had some photographs enlarged from his time in Northern Ireland. Some of them were dreadfully powerful. And he never spoke about it. Ever.
