I'm spending alot of time here in Birmingham quite bored. There's little to do but work, especially when Andrews on lates and I see him for about 2 hours between getting up and going to work. Because of this I'm building up more energy. It's quite deceptive as I find myself wondering if I still buckle under physical pressue.

So when I got back from Turkey, faced with the option of a Saturday at Alton Towers I jumped at it. The day was fantastic. Little Richard and I went and met a lovely girl whom I've known for a while via Manager League (a game created by the same Spinner that created Planetarion - a game I've wasted 3 or 4 years of my life working with. :)). There have been many times I've met up with people I've only known in text and there been akward moments or times when noone has had anything to say. But for the whole day, the 4 of us (She brought her friend Ben) had no issues what so ever and got on perfectly.

I was a little worried that the adrenaline rushes from the rides would screw with me completely, but I was lucky.. I only started to feel like collapsing and sleepin gon the concrete by the end of the day. However, everything caught up with me between Sunday and Tuesday. I've been feeling quite shit really. It's frustrating and makes me feel a bit down to realise I'm not improving. Every time I start to feel like I can manage something special my body punishes me and I'm back to feeling like it's never going to improve.

Oh well, I can't deny it was worth it. It was nice to get out for once!! ;)