I've been feeling better the last few days; I think this is because I've stopped drinking; alcohol being a depressant and all that. I still have the odd one, but not loads on a night out.

I went round to see a friend last night, he was in a similar situation about 6 months before me, he seems to have moved on quite well; he had lots of good advice, which was cool.

My attempts to set up a band are going very slowly, the singer who I was talking to turned out to love hair metal and wanted to do dodgy 80s metal tracks, which I despise; he insisted he wanted to play a particular song, which he played for me and Gaz, which was a real wrist slitter of a ballad, sod that! He is in a very similar situatoin to me, except he wants to wallow in self pity and grovel to his ex; not my style.

So...I told him we weren't going in that direction and thanks for his effort. That made me feel shite, but it's not my fault he's in that situation, I'm not his lifeline, i don't need that responsibility. I want to fucking rock.