Just another night, as all of the other nights. Sick and tired. Sitting at home drinking a beer (I don't feel for beer; got some vodka, but I don't feel for that either), smoking cigarettes, eating codeine. Went to the hospital a couple of days ago, got sedated once again, now an even bigger wound, stayed over the night, then I came home just to realize that I couldn't afford to pay for the painkillers they prescribed me; well, now I got them (and some tough pills containing a lot of morphine, but I stick to codeine right now). Fuck, I'm tired; think I'll lay down for a while, watching TV...

Then the day passed, didn't do anything; well, went down to the store and bought coffee and Coca-Cola (or rather a cheaper substitute), codeine didn't work so I took one 200mg. Dolcontin, takes time before it will work, now I can feel it (about 6 hours after I took it), so then it's time for some more codeine to get rid of the pain, and I better avoid the vodka, I'll have a beer instead. Petra's left town , she'll be back on tuesday, lonely without her, I'm used to have her hanging around; missed her a lot during that night at the hospital. And I will have a Zyrlex, takes away the itch. Time to watch TV, then make some coffee... Coffee, a cigarette, well, then I got everything I need except for sex. Well. s'pose I have to postpone the thought of sex 'til my wound is healed, or at least a little better than now. And I think it's time to work a little, have to finish a website to get some money, and phone the gallery, maybe do that tomorrow, yeah...