Edaves

We will not want to see you go again

Last night there was a meal out to an Indian restaurant. I do not eat spicy and so ate 2 poppadoms and chicken and chips followed by a lovely lemon sorbet. There were several wonderful friends including one who had travelled all the way from Canada. Oh, we've missed you Edaves.

It was as if she'd never been away, she just fitted perfectly back in and it was wonderful. I stayed over at the friend who was not only hosting Edaves, but the gathering itself. It was a grand night and I almost managed to forget other things on my mind. Truly, truly wonderful.

I have also acquired another diary so I now have a total of 3 writing outlets:

• Day-to-day blogging on here
• The lower emotions (my therapist suggested keeping them separate)
• The new erotica diary in which I will jot down all my filthy thoughts as they come (no pun intended) and I will publish some here, the better ones

I feel most pleased. Today I have done an outrageous amount of biology revision and it is exactly 6 weeks until I have technically finished as an INK. Despite this I know that once an INK, always an INK.