Wednesday morning and I have started a new healthy lifestyle regime.
I woke up this morning at 7am and went to set my alarm to go off in 15 minutes so I could do situps for that time and found that it was already 7:30 and I had overslept. So I started to do my situps anyway and 3 in I needed a poo. On returning for the bathroom I got dressed and then fully awake I contued with my situps. My stomach still hurts now.

I then left for work and sat outside my office and continued reading The Burning Girl for another 40 minutes. I am loving this book so much that I understand what people mean when they say "I couldn’t put it down". It is great.

Today I have loads of real world things to do like paying the water bill, writing to the council about council tax and sorting out my credit card. Real life = boring shit.

I watched CSI last night and loved it. I also started work on my research book for my first college project next term and read some of my book.

Another great t-shirt had arrived from ebay last night and I am wearing it now. Monsters of Rock. I love it.

I am staying in again tonight as I still have tons of work to do. My coffee stained visual diary is still wet and so I have not been able to continue with that yet but I have some more things to add to it. I think it is time for a huge mental rant in it. I have not done that in ages and I always feel they are so cathartic. I normally do them drunk but as I am not drinking at the moment it will be converluted and a little stiled I am guessing. My words flow so much bettter when I am hammered. I love writing drunk. It rocks.

I did not even realise that Reading festival was so close. I have to get the full line up today so I can plan who to see and when to be completely hammered. Ok, I know that will be all the time but it's the thought that counts.

My stomach hurts. DO I need a shit or is the muscle strain?
Well that is it.

Have fun and remember…shit before you exercise.
Russ.