...am off up to Glasgow at the weekend, to catch up with Sarah before she heads back to Aussie to continue the travels...

...well, life is just happening to me at such a frenetic pace this month, i just haven't had the time to bore you with it...

...too much time spent at work, not enough time in the day to spend with people i care about and to tell them what they mean to me...and if i do get the chance, i don't say anything or i invariably mess it up...again...

...but then again, life's too short to worry about saying the wrong thing/or something someone doesn't want to hear...

...i don't mean it's ok to say hurtful things to people...but if taking a chance on speaking to someone is all that is standing in the way of...truth?, understanding?, happiness?...oh, lot's of things, then why not just do it?

...i could get hurt, others could get hurt...but is any of this pain worse than the not knowing? i think it is better to take that risk, find out what i am dealing with and get on with living my life without regret...

...here i go, jumping from great heights again...

...friday should be the happiest night of my week, as i have the vague hope of getting a lie in on saturday morning (despite, no doubt, me being awake by 7am, humph)...

...but not this friday, i am going to drown my misery of being a total numpty, and not getting this job, at the orange tree tonight (hmmm, that's not a too bad idea). feel free one and all to join me, or eschew me completely would be the wise thing to do...

...only plus side is i get to go back ot the fuzz on monday, and i happened to see lot's of "very nice looking, young" pleec blokes about today. men in short sleeved shirts...dribble...