"Hey, let's grab a coffee sometime!"

Yeah, so not much has developed since the other day. My old school friend is still talking to me, which is a relief. He did seem to be a little off with me a couple of weeks ago, so I eased off. Then he voluntarily messaged me yesterday and we had a humorous back and forth, as we are want to do.

Dad still hasn’t acknowledged that DVD I sent him. I’d give him the benefit of the doubt and assume he’s on holiday but, considering he’s long retired and lives with his rich girlfriend, I seriously doubt he’d jet off somewhere during the school holidays. Even he’s not that daft.

My guitar guru has remained silent since that email I showed you fine folks an extract from. I’m guessing he’ll return that guitar to me without saying a thing. I’ve started to wonder whether he’s actually quit music altogether, and that’s why he really doesn’t want to accept my gift. He did get fired from his local dad-rock covers band a few years ago (he has a terrible temper on him), so maybe it was the final straw with regards to that part of his life. He is a bit of a social chameleon, after all, so perhaps his interests now lie in double dating with other married couples and discussing Netflix shows and Ikea over lattes and pain au chocolat.

Doesn’t the idea of that just make you want to blow your fucking brains out?!

Anyway, if he does message me to tell me the guitar’s coming, I’ve already drafted my response, so we shall see.

The birds still haven’t touched that feeder I put out for them. In fact, they seem to be avoiding my balcony altogether now, which is rather disheartening. I can hear them out there still, so they haven’t buggered off down south yet or anything.

My appetite is in flux at the moment. I did go through a brief vegetarian phase recently but, of course, now that I’ve bought a whole load of veggie stuff in, I’ve lost interest. Oh the joys of suffering from cyclothymia! I think I’ll “need” to order a takeaway tonight, as nothing in my food cupboard is really blowing my skirt up.

I’m still developing new song ideas, one of which I really like. I’ve probably copied the chord progression and melody from another song without knowing it, but that’s life.

I can’t tell you how much I’m enjoying proper, undisturbed sleep now. I can, however, confirm that those hypnogogic “adrenaline seizures” were the result of my antidepressants, which will motivate me to stay off them indefinitely.

Well, I best be off. I have… erm… sitting around to do.

Do stay in touch, darlings.

Toodles!