Dear Kitty,
Sorry I haven’t written for so long as I have been busy getting my balls sucked on a beach
Yeah I know, I know. No posts in a few weeks. I have been busy though and I’m really struggling to adapt to the new flavah over here. The heat is a killer. I started Spanish lessons a couple of weeks ago and I think it was a Tuesday when the temperature hit 50 degrees, it was 55 in some places. I left the building and nearly collapsed as the door opened.

That’s not right. The only thing I can compare it to is when you take your Goodfellas pizza out of the oven and you get a woosh of hot air in the face. Well imagine that all day. Pizza air.
I have a fan in my studio that sweeps from side to side and I flinch every time it passes me because I assembled it and I don’t trust my screw tightening abilities. But when its hot it just blows hot air like a hairdryer. I’ve realised that going to the beach is more of a necessity than a pleasure. You have no choice.

Other than that things are good, I’m surviving doing lame design work and this week 2000AD thank God. But the cost of living here is so low, 12 cans of beer for 3 quid, dinner for 2 for a tenner, 20 smokes is 3 quid, the hash is twice the value too. I’m eating like a pig but haven’t really put on weight.
Guinness is CHEAPER here too which really just seals the deal for me. I never thought I was the type but 2 weeks ago I went to the Irish bar and lapped up a few pints. That’s the only thing I miss really. So yeah its all good over here, head is wrecked sending emails all day for work though.
Well I’m getting ‘requirements’ together to revamp the shit out of this site. I have a Joe Duffy soundboard finished for months now and nowhere to put it. I’ll probably be gay and have a Spanish section too.