The art of losing...

Only slightly drunk at the moment. Had an excellent practice and bought our John a pair of boots so he can try and get started again, it's his birthday next week so...

Still having thoughts about 'whatsername' over the stupidest of things - tonight it was finishing practice... I would have normally 'phoned her so she could get me a shower running. I hate missing her 'cos at the end of the day, she has found it so easy to forget about me so why should I care so much?

Started writing a new song today, 'The art of losing', so far I have...

'A thought crossed my mind today,
That you're never coming back,
I hate the day you walked out on me
And turned my world to black

And I never want to see your face again,
I want to hate you more than I hate myself
Guess i'm the king of the art of losing
I hope you hate me half as much as you hate yourself'

Could be an agry song in the making!