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Monday, January 15

Monday morning and i'm feeling rough

thedacs were naughty this weekend as while they have drastically cut down the number of cigarettes they smoke (Up to a 90% reduction!), they've gorged themselves on the spliffs.

Yesterday was a pretty constant stream of joints smoked throughout the day. Yet it wasn't spent in a comatose state, unable to move on the settee and watching crap telly. We actually managed to get loads done, including the massive job of cleaning out the shed and reorganising it.

Admittedly this came about as, due to the cold and wind, the shed has become our place to smoke and when out there during daylight we could see how cramped and messy it had become. Nevertheless it was a pretty amazing thing when D & C decided on a whim to gut the shed.

It went pretty fast considering and was even rather enjoyable, leaving us with a pleasant smoking environment and enough space left to get the lawnmower out.

The rest of yesterday was spent making cakes with A, cooking dinner, playing the boardgame Hotel, watching a dvd and generally having lots of fun and laughter while stoned off our faces.

This morning however! Eurgh, C left the house at 6.30am (God alone knows how she manages to do so, and then drive 45 minutes to work where it won't be until 13 hours later that she emerges and faces the same drive home!) and D dragged himself from the bed at around 7.20am, stumbled around in a daze getting ready and caught the bus to work with a chest that feels as if it's about to seize up at anytime.

Suppose that at least shows how our bodies have adapted to not smoking as many fags over the past few weeks - they don't usually feel this shite after a day smoking weed.

The cake we made and devoured yesterday is sitting rather heavily on the guts, and the heavy lungs you already know about, so today at work is going to be sat in the chair for as long as possible.

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