Crikey the nuddy site has had 50,000 hits this month already. Kind of warm fuzzy feelings but also a feeling of cheating, lowest common denominator crap. Porn, traced. Whilst the stats and the dollar a day from google bring me joy, its a lonely life.

I've spent many hours toda going over in my head all that I've lost, the girls who slipped away for no good reason, or I've pushed away for whatever transient reasons were in my head that day, and no ammount of saying sorry will bring them back into my arms.

Instead I must don my mask once more and stride out into the big dumb-ss world, cease my lurking in the shadows of gigs fearing people, friends and acquaintances, and I must once more become a king of this town.

It took three years in Glasgow, I don't have that kind of time here.