A guy got killed by 'queerbashers' on Clapham Common the other night. They're still running loose, along with whoever stabbed that girl in Croydon.
Weird dream the other night. My father appeared, and said 'Use your inheritance wisely'. Uh, would that be the weak-health genes? The addictive personality? Or the incessant impotent rage? ...The strange thing is that I VERY seldom dream about my father at all. When I do, he's usually trying to kill me or something, but he seemed quite sane and serious. Eh!