Tonight the pub, tomorrow the football. (And Sunday too, or rather Monday as Spurs kick off at 0300.)

I'm going to the Trinity tonight, not the Crown, with my brother, leaving it late as it's 1020 already.
Then it again, it is never too late living in Surry Hills there is no "lock out" and when the Trin closes, another door opens at the Strawbo.

Two "AFD's" managed so far this year, New Year's Day (when I never wanted to drink again) and Tuesday 5th when we stayed in and watched movies.

Tonight, he looks at me and I look at him and we both ask "are we going out tonight?" When Mick's not here I can say "I'm feeling lonely and I've been inside all day and I want some company" but that excuse does not hold.

Sod the guilt trip!