My little sister is home. Went out with her on Saturday night, can't believe I hadn't seen her for a year. It was sooo easy to catch up, like she'd never been away.

Thought I'd lost my passport today. The language I was using can only be described as 'anglo-saxon'. Don't think I upset anyone though.

One of the pubs from wednesday night had it. The walk there allowed me to calm down a bit but punching walls is very silly as you only hurt your hand.

Wouldn't have happened if it wasn't for the ridiculous amount I get I'D'd in pubs. Can't wait for the day I look over 18. Its been 4 years now and I really am getting fed up. Grrrrr.

Pub crawls are great.

My big sister is great.

The two together are even better.

Getting up an hour after I am meant to be at work is bad.

Not getting the sack for it is good.

Having to work through my lunch break to make up for it is rotten.

Having a hangover is horrible.

A thoroughly great night it was.

The person who rings you up after a shit day at work and says 'fancy a pint?' is the best person in the world.

My sisters year in Oz ends this week. She will be home next Saturday. This is quite honestly the best thing ever. I didn't realise I loved her until she wasn't around. We are going to get so drunk when she gets home.

I love her almost as much as the 2nd hand book shop around the corner from where I work (joke). The shop is brilliant. Books are so expensive, especially hardback history books so it was wonderful to discover a shop where virtually nothing is over a tenner. Its probably just going tp make me buy more though.

The Weezer DVD is out in a month!!!!!!!

Honesty is underrated.

Having got pissed whilst skiving yesterday I have had a raging hangover today but had to go to work.

That'll teach me.

Been on the skive today. If I get away without a ticking off tomorrow I will think a lot worse of the company I am currently working for.

Its very nice being able to not turn up but I would really like to think that my employers noticed I wasn't there. Unfortunately I think they are so disorganised that my crap attendence record over the first 2 months won't be noticed.

Beginning to think a new job may be needed. The organisation of my curtrent empleyers is seriously worryinmg and having lost one job due to severe imcopetence I am ver wary of the same happening again.

The stress is not needed though, I care to much.

Damn Protestant work ethic.

Where is the point in dancing sensibly at a club? Throw yourself around and look like a lunatic. At least you'll get noticed.

Thats my theory anyway.

Bored. Very bored.

As I have loads planned for March I am trying not to sepnd to much money in February. Unfortunately the only way I can avoid spending money is by staying home. On my own. And its boring.

My parents are in Australia so the house is very quiet as well. If it wasn't for work I think I may have forgotten how to speak by now.

The problem with being this bored is that when I finally crack and spend some money it will be all the more spectacular a spree to make up for all the restraint I am showing at the moment. I hope all the record shops in Brighton close down at the weekend as thats the only way I can see my bank balance surviving.

There is very little better the spending a night with 2 close friends, far too much alcohol and an absence of anything to do the next day.

Great and very chilled weekend only spoiled by the ancient method of transportation called Britains Railways.

1 hours sleep is not enough for a full days work.

That was todays lesson.