Morning peeps,
Friday the 13th, an ominus date but let's not let that get us down.

Tonight is my friends last night in this small town and also a year annerversary for Bannan and her flat mate. There is a party in their honour and I think it will be a blast. Big G might be coming down for it , which would be the best thing ever.

I have not had a drink in a week and I think that my "drinking problem" might reemerge tonight but I don’t give a flying fuck.

I am listening to Dolly P again and I am still loving this album.

Last night I got home and did more for my visual diaries, watched Malcom in the Middle, played my N64, did some more visual diary and cleaned my room. Then I read my book for a while and was in bed asleep before 10pm. Am I turning into an old man?
NO. I am just orgainizig myself and getting on with the important things. I am pleased with myself.

Again I did my situps last night and this morning and I am raising my game. I want to be doing 100 by Monday. I think this is an obtainable goal as long as I actually do them tomorrow when I am hung over.

I think I am going to pop down to Russingham Palace tomorrow to drop off some more things. I so just want to be there now. I think it is time to take my porno coffee tabe and a ton of videos.

I have invented a new section for my blog. When I say invented, I actually stole it from my new Mark Billingham.

It is called Shit moment of the day/Magic moment of the day.
As you may have guessed by the title this will be both the best and worst moments of my day. Here is the first one.

Shit moment of the day: not being able to get to sleep because I was thinking about Leon.

Magic moment of the day: Whilst wearing my thin t-shirt, trying on my super thinn trousers, both from Burrro. I have not worn one pair since sixth form when I was 17 and they fit and the other pair I have never been able to wear and I got the about 5 years ago. These also fit me perfectly. Proper magic.

Have fun and remember…don’t be afraid of a number.
Russ.