Went out and got drunk last night.

My mate Brian showed up on my doorstep at 11pm last night (must invest in a blood-craving pitbull). He dragged me to his local club. Helped me finish off the last of my smokes and money.
I'm still sick from last week, throat kills, and it's hard to breath whilst choking to death. Alcohol fixed problem. Ciggerettes brought problem back... Lot of pain.

Is it too much to ask to just be healthy. You know it's bad when you crave a never ending box of tissues.