Day 58 Part II: Crap pub lunch

I had to drive to Ipswich yesterday, and have lunch at a crap, RSL style place, with shit food, pokies, and a truck load of bogans.

Not to mention the bar.

I must say, it was hard. I walked up to the bar. The only reason to be a hellhole like that is to order a schooner. I didn't. But it was certainly on my mind.

You don't have to be an alcoholic to have a hankering for a beer. Especially if it has been 58 days since you have had one.

I wonder if that ever goes away.