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My brain hurts, and I have a permanent longing for chips. Am living with Helen now over in Maidenhead. Have been out every night this week working, studying or watching bad horror films (DON'T see 'Hostel' unless you like loads of tits, because that's about all it has going for it)and almost fell asleep in my class this afternoon. Being the teacher and all, this is very bad. Am teaching until 9 tonight then staggering in tomorrow. I can't wait until 3pm tomorrow when I can go back to Maidenhead, meet Tom for a drink, buy more booze, have a good cry, watch a film, cry some more and then go to bed. I've barely cried at all this week, I just feel empty, which may be why I'm feeling so shit.