I am doing alright today. I ate food and talked to a friend of mine, went to work and came home.
Same here. Woke up, was like... Shit, nice day. So I jumped on Eve online while forlornly looking out my window admiring my cats. One of my cats even brought me the head of his latest victim. This is how I now he loves me.
Sometimes after waking up I also like to eat some food; bacon today. Although my girlfriend tells me I eat too much processed meat, but to be fair, I would rather die with bacon in my gut than live and watch myself wither away with old age and the obvious bitterness most old people have.
Sometimes I even stay in bed all day. Working at a pub has its benefits.
Usually, I can't even sleep without having a smoke. So wake up, worship my cats, watch some star trek, have a spliff, sleep. Repeat.
Life is sweet.
