This is a little out of date now, but it seems such a shame to just delete it so I'll post it here:

I live in a pokey bedsit in the east end of London, it has mice, damp and numerous drafts but for the time being it's home. This is my blog so I can spout off about things that annoy me and generally keep a record of what's keeping me busy/sane. I'll probably shove some creative writing in at some point-but I wouldn't read it if I were you, it's probably rubbish. I don't know if I'm brave enough to put the whole truth of what runs through my head on here, I don't think I could confrunt it with out running insanely away arms and legs flailing. Feel free to do what you want, it's no good saying 'don't do that' because you will have to do it to see.

Now I have to write a new one...