She told me not to wait up, but how the fuck is that supposed to work? I've no idea where she's gone or when she'll be back. I don't even know when she left. I fell asleep watching them bang on about the Foxes. Can't really be arsed for LCFC but I'm sure Serge and them are in the bollocks. I nearly asked our Blue to go up to Leicester with me last week for that gig they did. I saw the preview and it looked fuckin' mega. And she likes Kasabian so why I didn't say something...fuck! Maybe she thinks I'm boring. Maybe that's why she's gone out. But where would she go? Where would she fucking go? I bet it's something to do with our Noel. She wouldn't sneak out unless it was. But I'm determined not to get pissed about it. We're in a good place, her and me. I can't fuck this up. She finally left him for me. I have to remember that. Maybe if I keep writing, it'll help keep me calm. I found this notebook in the desk in the sitting room. She took over that desk but what use have I got for it? Anyway, she's got so many of these bloody things, I doubt she'll notice I've nicked it. Plus it's Blue. I had to have it. Just like I had to have her.