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Had to tell someone off at work today for sitting on the floor behind the counter. I threatened to sic "da boss" on them. I was quite surprised that I a) didn't wimp out; and b) having not wimped out, kept my temper. I either do one or the other - say nothing or yell.

Haven't spoken to Gideon in a week. He had a photo shoot yesterday and no doubt is out tonight with his manager in some stupid posh club getting pissed. And he hasn't phoned me for a week. At some point I will get it into my thick skull to get rid of him. Being lonely is one thing, but when you technically shouldn't be alone it's ridiculous. I'd rather be single than have to wait upon someone to lower themselves to phone me.

I'm definately going to get one of those cool lights for my car... I want to go down the road surrounded by a purple glow.