Friday 14 Feb

Had been hunting for a flat to rent in London and got one on Friday. I'm moving in a few weeks.

Maybe cause of that I was knackered but went out local anyway and did the usual tour around the bars with mates. At the third bar we went to there was a valentines disco on. When I was going in the door a girl standing there gave me a kiss. I thought this was a good sign but nothing much else happened the rest of the night.

At the last bar we ended up in I was drunk and getting weary. I approached a blonde girl and was chatting to her for a while, telling her about my London move. She seemed sober as a judge and wasn't very receptive. I tried to get her number and she said "no, but good luck in London".

Maybe it was a self-fulfilling prophecy that I didn't want to have a great night as I'm leaving soon anyway. My head is already in London.