It's Monday 5th May. I'm typing this as , as of yesterday i decided to write something every day to go in my training blog.
Had a beer with P yesterday. She's reveling in her new found gorgeousness. I don't blame her and it seems to be having more affect on her love life than my regime does on mine. There was some other noise about S's new bf Pepe , who is a good laugh. He's a great guy apparently. Nauseating. What was worse was the comment that my kids are in good hands, worrying that. As usual I left it unchallenged , just winced. Maybe my reticence had something to do with me then half hoping she might go to bed with me. I shall just lash out next time.
JB is not well, angry , not well and I'm worried.
I was told off again for breaching the BHT unwritten rule of not upsetting the alcoholics. They should have a sign on the door...acceptable standards of decorum vary from day to day, beware. Apparently I'm one or two beers up down in the round regime, according to ex clubby chic. Fustrating.
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