My God, I had one of my worst ever migraine’s last night, my vision was blurry and it freaked me out, it came on really quickly, so I took one of my yellow pills, and lay in the darkness with my window open to let in some cool air.

It was horrendous, I was writhing around in agony on my bed, and because of the yellow (stronger) pills I was in a drugged up state, because they contain a fair amount of codeine so I had a very strange feeling, in so much as I could feel absolutely everything, as if there was some kind of field around my body prodding me but not in a harsh way, in fact if I weren’t in the midst of a painful migraine I might have even enjoyed it.

Every time I touched something I felt kind of numb and got that shivers down your spine feeling, except it wasn’t down my spine it was localised in the part of the body that was in contact with something.

So thats the story of my closest ever experience to some kind of drug induced trip, unless you count alcohol, which you should, but no one does.

I failed in my mission to not spend money, I filled up my car with petrol today so that £33 gone.

I was awoken last night from my slumber (which incidentally got rid of my migraine) at 3AM by Greeny et al walking back from the wheely I was tempted not to answer but hey how could I blank those guys, to summarise the phone call, Greeny felt it necessary to say that “I fuckin’ love you man” about 10 times, and also tell methat he and scott may visit soon, which will be cool, if we got hodge involved that’d almost be the whole old school group of lads.

Rosie T called yesterday as well, which made me look good because, well, the people in my house have seen pictures of her, leading to comments along the lines of “you really do have good looking friends Andy”. and I do.

B