a dry spell

having finished my exams two weeks ago and foolishly finished with my girlfriend a little before, whilst in the depths of exam inspired despair, you might have thought I would have nothing better to do than update this diary. And you would be right. I don’t have anything better to do except feel pleased with myself and sorry for myself simultaneously. So that’s mainly what i’ve done and drink a fair bit, as that works as treatment for both conditions. But it has disturbed me that i’ve gone a bit barren blog wise.

Work is slightly too busy to allow any interesting ranting or reportage, so i’ve decided that I make this all a bit more personal, and entertain myself by attempting to write something more like a diary than a, a… well.. whatever, it was before. But that’s not all!

A bit bored yesterday so I’ve decided to spend the next month without alcohol to what it is like. Of course, curiosity wasn’t the only reason. I have long know that with excessive alcohol i become impatient, argumentative and morose.. (unfortunately, it would seem to be in my genes) I don’t drink to that excess often but it’s happened often enough in the last six months for me to take notice and if I am objective about it, even on small doses I get grumpy rather than merry. So it is not as if I am going to missing out on much.

Although this is largely symbolic, I am determined to see it through. Mind you, the last time I tried anything like this, I lasted one day! I was just trying a week which ought to have been easy because I often go four or five days without anything.. but was made difficult by the social pressures. I was bought a drink by someone who had assumed I was joking, and since it wasn’t a particularly serious abstinence it seemed churlish to turn it down.

But since a month is more concrete and this must be complete by 28th July for my last day at work (ever ) and my birthday that weekend I am more confident of success.

Cheers!

Update:
And sure enough, within an hour of posting this up, I got a text message from a lovely young lady offering to buy me a pint. Fortunately, my resolve is strong, so I told her no… she could buy me a soft drink instead. She took it very well. It is almost a date, which will be interesting, i’ve never been on a date on Ribena before.

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Caspar is just one monkey among billions. Battering his keyboard without expectations even of peanuts, let alone of aping the Immortal Bard. By day he is an infantologist at Birkbeck Babylab, by night he runs BabyLaughter.net
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