This programme cat knows where it’s at!

Congratulations on your 20th year sobriety anniversary! What’s up? This guy. I’m powerless over people, places and things. Fuck him. How are you feeling? Pissed off, angry, resentful, fearful, anxious, irritable, tense. Perfectly sick. I’ve been reading and writing every day, eyes on the prize. I’m not sure if this blog serves a purpose. The

Freedom bid dashed

Riot this, motherfucker! I made my bid for freedom, but the dove of freedom turned to ashes in my hand, or as Trucker Tony used to say, “alcohol gave me wings then took away the sky.” I drove to town B but I was driving around and didn’t know where I was going. I don’t

Rotting and rioting

Welcome. Write your way out of lockdown. Write your way out of anything really. Good. How are you feeling? Pissed off, angry, resentful, fearful, anxious, agitated, irritable, tense. PARFAAIT. What have I got? What can I do? Fuck all, there’s nothing to fucking do. I can get to a F2F AA meeting on Friday, okay,

Eat and go

Hello, how are you? Not great. I had a nap there for about forty winks. Got a Greysheet zoom meeting at eight, not greatly looking forward to it, full of Limeys, anyway it’s a food recovery meeting. I’m 29 days Greysheet abstinent. What were you up to today? Got up at 11.19am, declared and prepared