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*An Official Foo-Approved guitarist since Sept 2023.
This morning I are mostly been feeling normal, as I was very good last night, Newcastle Brown, Cotes du Rhone, and Port. But in small quantities.
Mrs C has Bird Flu and is well under the weather, but is determined to soldier on. Maybe I should suggest she joins the Infantry.
Blowing a gale and very weird dreams all night and this morning about ex girlfriends trying to cut me up with a knife and then going all dry and crusty and turning to stone, couldn't sleep at all, as every time I fell asleep the dream took off from where it left. Got to the point I started wondering about, scared of going back to bed. I'm sure someone spiked me with morphine pills or I got mild poisoning of some kind. Finally got to proper sleep at 3:00am. Then some fecking alarm company rang me twice, at 4:00am, once on the mobile and then the landline saying next doors frost alarm had gone off? So there is no power, so WTF am I to do about that if there is no power? Fucking hell man.
Still feel a bit kin the fourth dimension, in a parallel universe, like someone has gotten an ice cream scoop and scooped out my bone marrow and vital organs and taken my soul with it. Is that still a hangover?
Seriously: If you value it, take/fetch it yourself