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Polly went off to the races yesterday with my sister, the scissor sisters were on too, 5:40pm she left the house and strolled in at 3:40am! obviously full of a hangover today lol. I had a night in with best buds and father in law which was ok, i didnt really have much to drink, wasn't really in the mood once i had my first brandy but we still had a laugh about things. Once they left and i went bed i struggled  to sleep knowing polly was out, i cant seem to settle. While i was lay there trying to sleep it got me thinking of the whole going the pub thing, my mate had said earlier we should go out round pubs, straight away i said i wont, i cant do that type of going out any more, there are so many problems for me to think about, i walk like im pissed before ive even had a beer, fights happen a lot, what if i got caught up in one, i would get too tired to walk pub to pub, then theres the dreaded toilet! guys know its a 2 handed operation for  a pee when wearing jeans or anything with buttons or zips lol you can do without underware (which i find uncomfortable) but as it stands now my left hand is getting bad/weak/no grip, so all in all the whole idea of a lads night out no longer appeals to me, its another thing on my ever growing list of cant do's.
There is a bit of a school reunion next week polly and i are invited (we were in same school and classes)  Polly wants to and is going, id love to but dont feel i can, polly feels guilty at going but to be fair she shouldnt miss out because of me. I may build up the courage to go for just an hour so i can at least meet some old school friends, i will just have to see nearer the time.