Cut My Own Hair, Roll My Own Cigarettes

I've been down on my hands and knees scrubbing all day, flooding my nostrils with the smell of bleach, I think maybe I'm treating it as a penance for the dreadful way I've been acting these past few weeks.

My sins include;

- Quitting a perfectly good job
- Drinking heavily
- Spending money I don't have on drinking heavily
- Letting myself be seduced by thoroughly inappropriate, and thoroughly attached men, whilst drinking heavily

See the pattern? No? Me neither.

Sorry, must dash, I've got an emergency meeting to get to at the pub.



Behave!
Heart to Tell
Tape Song