So, for the first time in ages I went out for work's Thursday Night Curry.

I dragged Lo along for some social interaction. After 2 pints I'd persuaded Dr Pete to come home and get stoned with us, we still had a can of cider in the fridge so we were well set.

Anyway, I decided I was in need of a deal, my weed supply is a bit low. My dealer thought better of answering his phone, after all, he nicked mine last week.

Still, we managed with what we had left.

Typing whilst stoned is rather difficult. The beer hasn't helped. But we're watching Peep Show and I'm rather amused. But then, I'm easily amused I am.