Social Experiments and Ridiculous Housemates.

So this evening over a dinner of couscous (the food so nice they named it twice) and a tomato-ee, vegetable sauce it was decided that we were each going to give up something we really loved in an incredably competetative social experiment to see the side effects of Miles giving up coke.
Now to convince Miles to give up coke both Bladers and I had to give up something in return ... and the person who gives in first has there own individual forfeit... when the first person gives in, we can all give in.

Bladers - not allowed to eat meat or snack between meals.
Miles - not allowed to drink coke.
H Bizz - not allowed to smoke. FOR A WEEK.

Now for a completely normal household these tasks may look laughably easy. However everytime Miles goes for a cheeky fag he will rub it rather unceremoniously in my face. The task for Miles looks ridiculously easy ... most people wouldn't think to drink more than a glass of coke a week, but for a boy who spends at least 30 euros a week on Maccy D's and drinks about a litre of coke a day (I'M NOT EVEN KIDDING) it may not be so easy. Helen eats like an absolute motherbitch, so as a little prediciton for the outcome if we all manage to stick to it: we are all going to be ridiculously pissed off!

In the event that I give in first I have to pick out the poo out of the litter tray for the rest of the week that I didn't manage to smoke for.
Miles has to make every meal for the rest of the week and every outfit Bladers wears has to be picked out by Miles if she gives into the temptation of meaty products or a cheeky carrot stick inbetween meal times.

Why are we doing this to ourselves?
Fuck knows ...

Who do I think will be the first to crack ... me obviously!

The challenge started approximately 20 minutes ago ... the temptation to go outside and just ruin it all by having a cigarette is ridiculously overwhelming ... not because I feel the need, just to stop this ridiculous farse before I'm drinking 2 litres of coke a day and start eating steaks just out of spite.

Also just as a little bit of side information so you can better understand my life ... my "W" key is sticking like an absolute bitch so I have to press it twice as hard for it to work ... probs from typing WWaaahhhh far too much!

Peace out a-town down.