,03:27 p.m., Friday, August 3, 2001
I've just basically been offered a bottle of wine for doing my job. How fucking superb is that?

Good note to start my weekend, doncha think?!?!?

,01:18 p.m., Friday, August 3, 2001
There's been a bomb in London. I saw it on the news this morning. They were filming a karaoke night in a pub and you can hear it go off, see people looking round, working out a second later what happened.

I hate this. They're just trying to fuck it up for everyone else. And it's horrible.

There were two bombs in Warrington when I was in Sixth Form. It was freaky, and it scared the shit out of me. That something that always seemed so far away was suddenly so close.

And it all seemed to be calming down. But now it seems closer than ever. And Sinn Fein are in the talks. What can be done to stop the splinter group, the Real IRA, who don't seem interested in talking?

I wish I knew....

,01:16 p.m., Friday, August 3, 2001
You know, Sabby, I've never seen a porn ad when I've done anything in pitas. Maybe they just think you're into that kinda thing ;p

,10:52 a.m., Thursday, August 2, 2001
Feeling strange. Paranoias have come back to the surface that I thought were long dead. Who would have thought that one message on my mobile phone could cause me to fill with such dread?

And feeling betrayed, feeling guilty and then realising that others have reason to feel just as bad. I can't stand it any more.

Feeling the dried up tears on the fold of my eyelids.

It's a long time since I felt like this.

I wrote a journal entry last night that I will bring in tomorrow. I promise it will explain everything.

,03:33 p.m., Wednesday, August 1, 2001
This is one of the saddest things I've heard all year.
It would just be another sad, needless tragedy, but then you realise that the girl's brother died three years ago, when he was the same age.
I can't begin to imagine how horrendous that must be for their parents. It's the kind of thing that puts me off having kids, ever. To lose two, at the same age, the age they're just spreading their wings... horrible.

,09:22 a.m., Wednesday, August 1, 2001
You too? Awwwww.

,09:18 a.m., Wednesday, August 1, 2001
No, I didn't stay at work all night ;) I tried to log in to post but it kept timing out so I gave up.

Just had to take my car for its MOT. Please God, let it pass. Don't let it cost me a fortune.....

,03:52 p.m., Tuesday, July 31, 2001
Maybe will be here even later. I'll post when I'm leaving. Mail me... please... anyone?????

,01:28 p.m., Tuesday, July 31, 2001
Please, if you're out there now, up to about 5.30pm BST (we're about 5 hours ahead of the east coast of the US), do me a favour. Send me an email and tell me I can last, I can manage to finish the supremely large amount of work I have to do before the end of the day? I'd really appreciate it - I'm the only one here, I'm lonely, and I have three million things to do before tomorrow morning.

Thanks....

,04:11 p.m., Monday, July 30, 2001
Considering I only had four hours sleep last night I think I've got through the day remarkably well. And on only one coffee and one tea before work this morning. Be impressed.

,03:00 p.m., Monday, July 30, 2001
Ooooh what a political storm. Channel Four had a programme on last week which satirized the media's treatment of paedophilia. Now I didn't see the programme in question, but I have seen the programme in the past and although I didn't enjoy it I do appreciate that it makes you think, question your views and bring unpleasant subjects into the public view. And the way child abuse is treated by the British media is disgusting. Meanwhile those who only watched the programme on the most obvious level (and the MPs who didn't watch it at all but are jumping on the bandwagon) that this kind of media storm is exactly what the programme was satirizing. Totally missing the point that children are far more likely to be abused by someone their parents know and trust.

Makes me proud to be a member of this society.

,10:12 a.m., Monday, July 30, 2001
Good weekend. No arguments. Hot. Wonderful.

Paul stayed till this morning. I dropped him at the station before work. And it's only just after 10am but already I wish I didn't have to go back home to an empty flat tonight.

I normally have lovely weekends with him. But this weekend, yesterday especially, was particularly amazingly wonderful.

Thanks to those who emailed me and signed. It made me smile.

Counting down til Friday....