Travelled all up to London this morning, woke up at 5.30 an' all. Trains were fucked. Finally got there and it's a crock of shite so tried to run away after half an hour. Someone important saw me and jokingly said "you aren't escaping are you?!".

Well fuck her now I've escaped and I'm on the train back to Brighton where I will sit in my room, eat a bowl of soup and then maybe go to the gym. Fuck it all, all these self-important meetings about shit-all. Just want to do my job.