Music committee meeting went fine, I asked Neal to do the lights again and he's fine with it. Everything else is sorted, Sking's going to get your money tomorrow I think.

However, I didn't have time to go and put an announcement in for practices. Had to sort computing coursework out. What do you think we should do?

Want a good joke?


This guy comes into a bar. No wait, it was a horse. OK. This guy comes into a horse....

I put it in to taunt you.

Oh Christ.

Ach, we've all done it.

And there's a sex joke in there too

Yeah. I deserved it, really. It just takes a rude awakening like someone pulling out to make me realise that I should keep my mouth shut.

Ach well, that's reassuring. Looks like we'll still end up doing it then.

Oh god.

That's what she said.

No more sex jokes.

She replied to my text. She essentially said that she understands why I was such a gurn. She also said that felt that she needed to practice Barrowland Shitstorm but that the chance just did not present itself. She also said that she will speak to Alison and find out what she's doing before she can decide on anything.

Sometimes swallowing one's pride can pay off. It's hard to swallow though.