"Then I step through the fog and I creep through the smog Cuz I'm Snoop Doggy (who?) Doggy (what?) Doggy [Dogg]..."

Have you ever been so shocked by yourself and the way that you used to be? Like finding a really old photo of yourself with really bad hair or something and you can't quite believe that you actually looked like that.

This just happened to me. I was going through some emails and came across a bunch from just before Christmas. Only a little over 2 months ago I was a dick! A complete and utter dick. I'm not gonna go into the whys and whos but safe to say I'm embarrassed. There is a strong argument suggesting that I still am a dick but just not in the same way.

Anyway. I wrote a blog yesterday and left it up for an hour but then deleted it becasue it wasn't about me and I felt guilty talking about someone else. But I still feel like I need to get it of my chest. It was generally about being dumped and that I know someone who claims that he's never been dumped! Imagine that! How arrogant must you get if you've never been dumped.
I'm always being dumped and have really never dumped anyone. Luckily Evan's the same which means we'll have a dump stand-off if it ever got to that stage. It won't though.

I've only ever dumped one person. We were at a house party when I was about 16. It was full of people who had just spent the past year not liking me or my best friend Jenny - we had fallen out of favour but were just crawling out of the shit heap and starting to be liked again. Except for this bitch Teresa who bullied me. Bitch. Someone accidently trod on her nose once at this particularly raucous party and broke it - I laughed a lot but thats a story for another time. Anyway - she was there, and I had bagged myself a boyfriend a few months before - he was in all essence a cock but I liked him for some reason regardless - and he was there. I had been 'hanging out' in the kitchen - trying to be cool, and suddenly realised I hadn't seen Ben for a while. Or Teresa for that matter. I go off searching for him, ask a few people if they'd seen him. Everyone gave me a weirdish look and denied all knowledge of him even being there. I thought people were just being pissed so went off looking for him anyway. Went upstairs and tried all the bedrooms and bathrooms etc and then; right down the end of the hall was a closed door. I headed towards it and tried to open the door without making a noise. It was jammed shut but I rammed it open and there I saw - with the lights on, in full glory, on the bed, was Teresa and Ben shagging.

Doggy style

Delightful.