I seem to have lost the knack again.
It's not really a problem -- I'm happy staying up writing and stuff -- but it just gets a bit lonely when most of my waking time is when everyone else is asleep.
I suppose that's what the internet is for - I should strike up a relationship with someone in Australia.
I don't think so.
I don't think I'll ever strike up a relationship again. After the last one ended I said 'never again,' it left me so lost and broken. But then this guy comes along and I really really thought it was different. Yeah, I know; If I had a penny for every woman who'd said that before me I'd be a very wealthy girly. But I really mean it!
I really thought this time was different.
It was - I loved him more, and it broke me more.
I'm not going there again.
I just need more nocturnal hobbies.
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I watched a programme about Julie Burchill tonight. I don't know why, but that woman really winds me up.
And what is with her teeth?
Bitchy? Moi?