Keep taking the pills?

I'm not sure about the pills I've been taking. I woke up today and my neck still hurt, so I took another muscle relaxant and then spent the morning incapacitated. I'd try to stand up and walk around the apartment, only to find I was still sat on the sofa. My brain is fogged, like I'm coming off the back of a three day bender.

Woozy

I slept until noon, then rolled out of bed. My neck is still stiff and sore as hell, but the muscle relaxants are sure making me sleepy. I managed a few hours of semi-consciousness and then fell back asleep again.

Organic food vs heroin

The good thing about heroin is that you rarely get trapped in conversations with people about how good for you it is, and how you need to get the right kind. Unlike olive oil. Or pasta. Or vegetables. (But not quinoa, because you can't have conversations about something nobody knows how to pronounce.)

Fed up and drugged up

This evening was the Christmas office party, an excuse to wear silly hats and drink and eat too much. And we were fed as much as we could possibly eat, and more. And so much more.

Waiting

A friend from England was in town today, so we arranged to meet up after work. Unfortunately, because he works for a bank, that meant I spent two hours waiting in the International Finance Centre for him to come out.