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I wasn't very successful at avoiding my neighbour tonight.

It's not that I don't like my neighbours, it's just that they seem to like to tell me everything about themselves, when all I want to do is take out my rubbish and get back to my own business.

Anyway, tonight I was on my way down the stairs with the rubbish and there he was, and it was too late for me to turn round and leg it back up the stairs.

It wasn't too bad though, I just carried on walking whilst he was talking until I got back up to my flat.

It is quite hard to have a conversation when there's two flights of stairs in the way.

What is a boy to do on such a cloudy day?

Grrrrr a site I like is down again, this time WILLINGLY!! !!

I like the way my mind builds its own little scene of all the different rooms in wp.

The L&D area is really nice. It is quite a masculine area but the furnature is second to none and quite traditional. Chesterfield sofas and dark wood. There's red wine and brandy flowing and the ambience is smoky with subdued lighting.

The room is filled with conversation and debate, and although horns do get locked, its not too much of a problem.

I reckon its a nice place for themen to chill out.

I like going in there just to soak it all up. I comes real for me.

Can you pass me that crack pipe when you're done with it, you must be taking in some good s*** today!

Don't you see what I see?

I thought it was normal.

If you find it helpful seeing it that way, sure!

I see letters on a computer screen.

There's a space between every letter, and I can fall into that space anytime I want.

It's involuntary, but it is helpful.

I'm surprised at how much I'm enjoying the new DeRulo and Chris Brown (wifebeater Chris Brown!) tracks. I haven't been into contemporary urban since 2004, but this new vibe is getting to me.

Would my life be any different if I had been born one day earlier?
Nah. It would probably be exactly the same. Except I would have asked this question yesterday

Karma, Karma, Karma, Karma Chameleon......

Sigh. The end is near.

The end of what?

A cup of tea?

I sense a come back might be on the cards.

I really can't fathom why it is that my neighbour seems to think it's perfectly acceptable to try to conduct a conversation with me, whilst I'm struggling up two flights of stairs, with a mountain bike in my hand and a rucksack full of shopping on my back.

I mean to say, do I really need to hear about somebodies hernia when I feel as though I could possibly be giving myself a hernia?

Whenever my mom says that she doesn't like something or someone, she never gives a reason as to why.