What I want to do is sit here and tell you about how GREAT everything is.

If I look out of the window, I can see sun. I'm sat here in a T-Shirt and shorts and I should be really happy. That, itself, though is the problem.

I'M SAT HERE

I've got NOTHING to do.I'm trying my best to create things to do - just the other night I bought BBQs, loads of meat and cooked it all and fed some people. It lasted a few hours, and I went to sleep after a bottle and a half of wine feeling better. Then I woke up, and discovered that it was another day of nothing.

I'm not trying to say that it's anyone's fault. I'm just not used to being like this: I need a project, a job, or something - just to keep me entertained. Most of all, I need attention and interaction with other people or I do actually start to go insane.

Never before, I don't think, have I dedicated so much time to trying to create things to do. My phonebook has been scoured hundreds of times, texts sent and generally texts receieved.

But you can't expect the world to entertain you all the time, can you?