6/8/06

At the end of the day friendship is easily abused when it comes to money, no matter how nice you may have been to someone they always have the potential to fuck you over when their wallet is empty, even when they’ve promised to pay. The trouble is, what suffers in the end is not dignity or humour but history, what you shared – besides something suggested that all his conversations were performances

Some think of Anne of Green Gables as an erotic classic apparently – discuss

Should you always trust your lover to tell you everything? How do you feel if they have been in touch with an ex but not told you? And have not told the ex about you, the new lover; even after let’s say at least 6 months? And what, then, if you are told the ex is due to visit? How should you react? Should you be cautious/jealous/questioning? Or should you just let it go?

The god gatherers are there beneath the bandstand in Penrith in the rain. Mostly shaven-headed men in their thirties and a lone and slightly scared hippie woman with her acoustic guitar; I guess these are not of the Convention – but locals who prefer their praise in this way, singing songs to a dead Cumbrian town of a Sunday afternoon

Each morning this week I’m going to stare at my face in the mirror and try to come to some understanding, to see what other people see, and then clock if it has any effect on me – it could be seen as a form of meditation! The ultimate navel gazing