Think the title sums me up at the mo, lol.
Somebody's replaced my brain with cotton wool 'cos I have a massive attack of the dopey and my sleeping pattern is shot to hell :eek::eek:
Was asleep on the sofa at just gone 8 last night, just like old times
The combination of vastly less nicotine and not going out for a fag in the ad breaks means a snoozy Gemma :eek::eek:
But that's me sorting myself out, and although I've got some nasty side effects I know it'll get better!!
Have now avoided 310 fags, am £127.71 richer and have not sucked 2.78 grams of tar into my lungs and I'll live 1 day, 5 hours and 50mins longer than if I still did my human chimney impression.
Now that puts it into context :eek::eek: