Oooh you're a naughty mess

f'n' marvelous/ yester, 12.30, whilst walking the dog whatever alcohol remained in my system expired and i felt like a diseased spirit dragging a heavy, rotting corpse/ thus home where i downed 1500mgs paracetamol, 1000mgs aspirin, 1000mgs ibuprofen and 1omgs codeine tartrate, washed down with a flat 1/2 can of special i'd thoughtfully refrigerated the night before/ began to feel better almost instantly which was fortunate as 'd to make my way somewhere at 1400/ the latter successfully out of the way i, returning with a bag brimming with stella, ran into v- and so we to his for a spliff/ as i'm barely acquainted with skunk a la mo' it blew my head near clean off/ i made excuses and ran to my stereo/ listened in tense rapture to several records before the alba home/ i cooked supper and then my body shut down around 1845/ so i to bed where i slept till 0900 this morn./ eyes sparkling and with only one cup of cafe negra within i feel it may be a good day/ the article on budapest comes well and i've started one on milan aussi...