Since moving in with Mike I have been drinking every night with the exception of Tuesday and that was only because Steve said he was going to go to poundabout (Roundabout – pound a pint) for a couple of beers and didn’t end up going and I didn’t want to drink alone. Monday was quiz night and I got suitably drunk, Wednesday was Alternation and I always drink while DJ’ing but I drank a lot more than normal this week. Thursday was a live R’N’B/hip-hop and reggae night and I got very drunk after the bands had finished, drinking six pear Bulmers in 45 minutes. Friday I took the night off work to go to JFK’s/C103 and spent nearly 40 pounds there. Saturday was Black Catz and despite working I was drinking all night long as it was a DJ night with very little for me to do and the promoter wants me to drink while I work, so who I am to disagree. I have to go to work in a few minutes and I am not taking any money with me so hopefully I won’t drink tonight but that is in no way guaranteed as one moment of weakness will mean I’m out for the night! So basically I am back where I started and I really don’t want to be in that place again but everyone I know drinks heavily and my new housemate drinks a lot and has loads of booze around the house. I never used to drink at home but now I find myself doing that whenever Mike offers me a beer, I should be able to say no but for some reason I am weak and can’t resist! Erin is still very prevalent in my thoughts, I wish that I could just switch off every memory of her but I can’t so I am going to have to deal with my feelings. It’s taking me all my energy not to call or text her but I know that I need this separation if I am ever to have any hope of moving on past her and hopefully finding someone like Erin here in the Devon/Cornwall area.