Dear Diary,
My therapist says I should treat you (my blog) like a friend, so this is how I will now be addressing you. I am continuing to have a fairly turbulent time in day-to-day life however my new friends at the ymca have been showing me how to have a great time and have helped me discover a love of cider. White Star is my current favourite. Me, Spud and Lex have spent a lot of time walking and drinking together, exploring the streets of Barnsley, walking to Roystone, Cawthorne and Silkstone. Next week we plan on going to Grimethorpe and maybe having a few nights at a shelter in South Elmsall.
I don't see my old work colleagues much these days, it is unlikely whether I shall be seeing GG at all, and BH has been avoiding me. I have not been missing them however and drinking has proved to be a good way of forgetting about them. Lots of people get addicted to alcohol but I hear that's because they just can't handle their drink. The only side-effect I have from cider is hangovers and a bit of emotional distress (I am now prone to crying myself to sleep). My therapist says I shouldn't worry too much about the latter as it's a normal occurrence for people like myself. I think by this he means creative people.
Lastly, I recently read some tweets INCORRECTLY stating new titles for The Ill-Fitting Garibaldis upcoming album. I can officially announce the title will be either "Sorry, Signed God" or "The Saggy Baps & Bowler Hats Album". I personally prefer the latter but the other two bandmembers are pushing for the former. Both titles are mine so really I don't mind which is picked. Oh, also, my online entries may be more sporadic from now on as I no longer have regular access to a computer.
R.
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