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Friday: Went to Chatham early in the hope of running into Mark and Mike to ask either of them about any job opportunities but the wine bar was shut so I just went in the Tap and read until Chris and Zak showed up. Matt came later with his newly shaved head (which I would have thought would make him look like an alien but it actually suited him). Before we went to the Manor we guessed how many people would show up dressed as the crow (we saw two right after we came in and a third later in the night). Got two hugs of a couple of girls (Fee and that girl I was talking to on Myspace who described herself as a straight edge) which is the most attention Ive gotten from the opposite sex in a few months (god, Im so alone). Talked to Russ from Raise The White Flag (who was bartending in the Rock Room that night) about Hardcore and whatnot and then one of the cunts who used to hang around with that other cunt, James Kaye started talking to me, I think he may have been on speed or trying to annoy me or both (he blow me a kiss, smoke in my face and asked if I still lived in Sittingbourne (I never had)). Me and Matt got fed up so we went back to the Tap for a while. Ran into that ginger cunt who used to pick on me with his mates at college (one thing that pisses me off about running into people who used to bully me, they always act like weve been friends our whole fucking lives, there are a few people from school Ive met afterwards who arent complete cunts but they are few and far between), he tried talking to me so I just stared at him blankly til he fucked off (not a lot I could have done with people around, but having said that I would have been too much of a pussy to hit him even if it was just the two of us). Ran into Chris and Zak in the kebab before I got a taxi home. Another fucking Friday night in bastard Medway.

Saturday: Some old cunt on a bike barged past me on Rochester bridge (fucker yelled in my ear to try and make me get out of his way, there is a reason why they have those parts of the road on the bridge painted red of a white bike every few yards you know). Went to the Tap in the hope of meeting anyone but no one was there, so I tried to get a bus home but I missed one so I decided to get a train to Strood, then get a bus from the civic centre. There werent any buses for another half an hour so I decided to take my life in my hands and walk home. Had fun walking through the newly finished car park of Morrisons remembering one of the last few times I was drunk, stumbling through the filed that was there a few years before they started building. Got home safety enough and wrote all this, I think Ill watch Shivers and record Silence Of The Lambs on TV.