: About Me

Tuesday morning, I drive to work hung-over from the night before. It's becoming increasingly predictable that my weekend will spread to the middle of the week. I drink too much, smoke too much and probably swear too much. I'm 24 now and whilst I continue to act the tender age of 18 my piers around me seem to be maturing. My friends seem to be pairing up, getting married or having babies. Upon reflection I am either being left behind in the game of life, or my close companions are being incredibly foolish. After all I quite like my life, I own my own flat now, I have no better half to answe...