I haven't died you know. You would think I had though. Obviously couldn't be bothered posting anything for the past year and a half or so.

Got a new job. Doesn't start til August though...thankfully. If I'm being honest, I'm a bit apprehensive about the whole thing. I guess it's just the whole change thing, I've been in my job for 5 years this year so it'll be kinda weird. Hey ho, time to move on and do something worthwhile.

I've been behaving myself...kinda. Had a thing with someone and I think it maybe went a but further than it should have. It's horrible when feelings get involved. You know, I tell people that I'm a heartless f***er but they don't believe me until it's far too late. I think I need to stop fucking about with people feelings. Maybe I'm finally getting some morales...or not. You know what it is actually? I do have feelings. I pity people. I need to stop that.

I've been left alone for the next two weeks. FUCK. I need to get into a drunken stupor and not leave the house. God, what a life. I was meant to have company tomorrow night but I've had to cancel. Someone has found out they are pregnant and basically shouldn't be. As you can maybe imagine, her head is someone between her bowels and her stomach at the moment. I can't say anything that will change the situation so I'd better just keep my mouth shut. I'm no agony aunt but people seem to think I'll be able to wave a magic wand everything will be fab. Not so.

I need a beer.