Last night was the second time in the space of around a month that I have walked into a glass door without seeing it. I can’t explain how these things happen. I was at the Chicks Rock party and was not paying attention to where I was walking (because I was carrying a bucket of ice) and I collided cataclysmically with the closed sliding door that leads to the outside balcony.

I didn’t drop anything, and I didn’t hurt myself as I did the last time, but I think it’s moments like this that make me question my ability to function as a regular member of society. I didn’t plan to go out last night, I was going to stay home and consider the good and bad points of life as a whole, but it seems I am too weak to say “no”. I now hope to stay in for a very long time. I cannot be doing with the wasted Saturdays and Sundays that just drift by thanks to varying states of consciousness. More than ever I want to go to Japan, if only to hang out with the Gothloli girls.

Honestly, what am I still doing in Thailand? There’s some solace in the fact that I’ve been listening to really great music for the past few days. My playlist has been dominated by:

• Peter, Bjorn and John
• Brand New
• The Concretes
• The Shins

You must try and listen to some of these bands if you can. I’ve written them in order of preference. Bands such as these make me feel like I need to be somewhere else, somewhere without glass doors, and without girls to torment my fragile mind.

Here's a completely useless, but rather cute thing, courtesy of Last FM, that tells you what music I have been listening to recently.