lol the 'rag and bone' men have been shouting 'any old irrooon'!

Why does everyone think they're some sort of alternative model these days? Black eyeliner and skimpy pvc does not a model make. Self-esteem kicks need to be acquired elsewhere in most cases I've seen.

It's sunny again! In the Midlands! It's an auspicious occassion, I tells thee. I've made a compost heap in the garden, and now we have peppers, chilles and oregano growing. Garden therapy.

I have nothing more to say because I've only just woken up, but Friday promises to be a really good day, and so does Saturday, hooray!

'Maturity's a wrapped-up package deal or so it seems. Ditching teenage fantasy means ditching all your dreams. All your friends and peers and family solemnly tell you you will have to grow up, be an adult. Be bored and unfulfilled. But no one's yet explained to me exactly what's so great about slaving 50 years away on something that you hate; about meekly shuffling down the path of mediocrity. Well if that's your road then take it but it's not the road for me.'

'And that the values and ideals for which many had fought and died

Had been killed off in the committees and left to die by the wayside'

Really, I'm lucky to have such a supportive family but when you find out you're not invited to a family outing at Chrristmas arranged by your parents it hurts. But what can I do but say 'fuck 'em'? I'm confused and saddened and at the moment, past caring. I'm almost used to feeling like this.

The Gods are still alive and the quicker the world realises this, the happier we'll all be. I'm currently going through a healing process supported, as always, by my faith and the way things used to be. Also, by music: my old saviour. The world awaits me and I'm going to beat it.

The Dagda

The All father

King of the Tuatha Dé Danann for many years.

Symbols: Cauldron, Harp and the Club.

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I'm seriously thinking about checking myself into some clinic or other - every other area of the health service just throws tablets at me and waits impatiently for me to leave.

Hope is a funny word. It's so...complete, and full of promise. Yet it can vanish in an instant, a nano-second for no reason whatsoever. I think I will play it safe by forgetting about hope and sticking purely to wishes.