Alcohol is becoming a serious problem for me again. I now have a nasty cut on my forehead as a result of yesterday’s stupidity. I went to the cricket match in the park, and once again got carried away. What’s worse is it happened last friday too; on saturday morning I swore to myself that I’d never let that happen again, only to go right back to it a week later. I’m so angry at myself – this isn’t fair on Lyn, who deserves more than a two-bit piss-artist. It’s time to stop; time to cut drink out completely. Let this entry be formal notice of my intent. After all, there’s more to life than beer.