Of all the frogs

So we went to a gig at a club night in the Mean Fiddler on Saturday Georga, Paul and I. We saw The More Assured, they came on about 1am and played for about half an hour. I really enjoyed it and we managed to stand at the front. We danced to some good indie classics and some old school dance tracks. I had a really good time and I'm sure my friends did too. I didn't get drunk either which was a plus point I suppose. We left about 3am and we walked to Trafalgar Square so Georga could get a bus and Paul a taxi and I went to a friends house where I talked to Tina about what's been going on with my life and had a few cans until 5.30am.

Today I didn't do anything much other than walk and listen to music on the iPod. I walked around Hampstead for a bit because I'd never been around there on foot before and I hopped on a bus back to home. I had a lot of time to think about things I always do when I walk, I just sort of wander aimlessly around town because it's not about getting somewhere it's just time, alone. When my thoughts are frantic I tend to walk quickly which I don't like so I try and and think slowly and clearly and not get over excited. I often take flights of fancy which helps no one because I have a lot to work out in my head but I can't do it if I daydream.

I've said it before. I like someone and most of my thoughts are of trying to figure out what to do about it and I have had some excellent advice but it's thinking about her or the situation is clouding my concentration, I'm a big boy and shouldn't let it get to me. I was with the same person for 7 years or so and she was the first relationship I'd been in and coming out of it I feel like I'm back at square one and haven't a clue as to what I'm supposed to do or how I'm supposed to act, I mean do people still court, I was out of the "game" for so long and for a while I didn't want to play and now I'm 28 in the position of a teenager. I'm wallowing now so will stop writing.