Day 238 - Friday 7th September - 2 Down 1 to Go

Not alot of sleep. Wired after comedy. Woke feeling tired, coughing loads due to ultra smoking last night, nothing a few silk cuts and cups of tea won't sort out though,

There are several modes of smoking. Normal casual smoking, heavy smoking, social smoking whilst on the piss and then ultra smoking for times of stress and worry. You know the sort, When you have barely put one out and are already half way through another. That's where i was last night. Perfect for a long distance endurance athlete.

I can't believe it. I've got to sodding work today. How cheeky? It's my birthday week. Surely everything should halt for 2 weeks. Selfish bastards.

To be fair though i only spent 3 hours working and then did a quick exit. Then it was to an OAP's gaff to essentially switch on a computer, though i made it sound far more technical to her to win me some browny points.

Then i hunted for some white footwear for Elvis tomorrow night. I want cheap, nasty white ankle boots. The sort of bling footwear only bought from those nasty Nigerian bad taste loud suits and clothes shops. There is a dearth of them in SW London, usually only on Oxford Street, but i thought Hounslow High Street would come up trumps.

For anyone who hasn't been to Hounslow High Street, it's effectively like a street made up entirely of Jeremy Kyle guests. It's harsh. The most luxurious shop is Argos. I'm not saying it's rough but even Wilkinsons had to shut down as it's too dear.

I did find suitable white slip ons though. Ironically made by 'Top Rank', as they were nasty enough never to be worn other than for an Elvis tribute. There are actual real people who walk around with these things on their feet, though they are usually only found in High Security Psychiatric hospitals

Although i had great intentions to run, gym and do healthy stuff, i was so tired from post Comedy fatigue, i settled in front of the computer and ran through lyrics of Elvis songs, watched endless footage of him in 'Thats The Way it is' from 1970 Vegas show and generally planned Pub Idle for tomorrow. I'm now nervous and worried. More so from signing than anything else, but I'm such a worrier sometimes it dominates my thinking.

I did Richmond meeting in the evening which was groovy and then stayed up far too late researching things i shouldn't have been researching for hours. Early night? Prepare for Pub idle? Get rested and fresh? Nah that would be far too sensible wouldn't it. Thank god I'm wising up in my 40's.

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