I've returned. Again...

Like a phoenix, I have risen from the ashes...

It's been a long time since I've posted anything. I KNOW I promised to update more often, but really, you shouldn't be so gullible.

YOUR POO IS INTOXICATING!

Says Dr Gillian McKeith. Hungry bitch. She can poke around in someone's shit and call it being a 'nutritionist'. I do it, and get labelled a 'filth pig'. Where is the justice?

I think I am addicted to sex. Of all the addictions t have, I reckon that's a pretty good one. It could have been worse...drink, drugs, loose (wo)men etc...

It seems Spring is upon us. The problem with the sun shining outside, is that it is less conducive to work inside. Today, I seriously considered having a pint (Kronenberg Blanc) at lunchtime. I discovered Kronenberg Blanc on Sunday. It is one of the best things ever. What is not so good , is the price. At £4.10/pint, I won't be knocking back pints of the stuff in a hurry.

On Saturday, I met up with Mark (I'm holding my hands 12 " apart) K, in London. I'd not seen him since February 2006. We drank and ate and drank some more then ended up at Ghetto where once again, I bumped into Cambridge friends.

Currently listening to Bohemian Like You by The Dandy Warhols. Good song. Clever lyrics.

I went to the gym yesterday for the first time in 6 weeks. I am in pain today. It is good pain though. Not like the time I slipped whilst getting out of the bath and fell on an upright courgette. I never did figure out how that courgette found its way into the bathroom. Must have been one of my housemates playing a trick on me. Or something.

ANYWAY, I want to go on holiday. I'm thinking Spain or France. I've not been to Spain but I have friends in Paris who keep telling me to visit them. I mean, I'm sure they mean it and don't just say that to everyone. Right? Right!