Addiction

God I hate addiction, it's just so... addictive!

As a man that is far too easily sespitcal to addictive tendencies and has very poor will power I'm constantly finding myself in different states of blooming addiction - fags, booze, gambling, cleaning, chocolate, crisps, caffine, credit cards, Red Bull, Family Guy etc, etc, you name it, I've pretty much become addicted to the lot (thankfully not all at the same time, otherwise I'd be a skint, fat, hyper maniac, with a terrible headache, liver disease, cleaning the
kitchen 17 times a day, only stopping for several KitKat Chunky's and a packets of frazzles).

The only things i'm not addicted to is drugs (phew!) and sex (because god knows, i'm pretty shit at it and no one gets addicted to something that they're crap at, with the exception of gambling.)

Take fags for example - I started smoking in my teens and from what I can recall at the time, the idea behind it was to fit in with a girl I quite liked that also smoked (women - the stupid things you do to impress them). At the time, I remember thinking to myself that I wouldn't get addicted, I'd quit after I was 21 or something. Now I'm well on my way to 30 and I'm still puffing away, after several pretty crap attempts to quit. I tend to last only last a couple of hours without before caving in - I reward myself with fags, how messed up is that!

Then there's alcohol - I've never been a really big drinker, so to say I'm addicted is perhapse misleading but I'm definately drinking more than I used to. It used to be the odd Cider on the weekend and the occasional night out with the boys, but it's now got to extent that there's a nice bottle of top standard Russian vodka chilling in the fridge.

Red bull - there was the one a day routine for an entire month, but luckily I weaned myself off that, partly due to the fact your pee starts to smell funny (or maybe that was just me), although thinking of Red Bull makes me think of how well it would go with that chilled Vodka in the fridge.

And may i introduce you to my new found addiction, gambling - I blame winning £300 in a day from the spare £5 in my account for this, as the evil addicted
side of my brain now tells me there's gold to be made from those horses. I find myself betting on random things - soccer in Columbia? I haven't a clue who these teams are, but put a fraction next to them and I'm suddenly interested.

Fecking addiction and all the evil but fun things associated with it - it really does suck.

Footnote: if the missus ends up reading this, I did not gamble the kids uni fund... honest... and yes, believe it or not I did have a cleaning addiction but the cleaners anonymous support group got me through that one pretty quickly.