Dear Diary

I had calmed down, considerably, until at work yesterday a 'friend' of David Ballard's (who needs friends like that) told me he held a huge new year's eve party, invitied all his friends, I was clenching the meat cleaver so tight when I was told this it was dangerous. I have now found out his address, actual number and everything. I have stored it away for future reference (alongside the meat cleaver). I have been trying to contact the PC dealing with this case for 3 days to no avail. David Ballard has still not been spoken to, 16 days and they haven't even been near him. I feel this burning and churning in the pit of my stomach. If they don't arrest him soon then I just know that one more comment like that about that scum bag is going to send me over the edge. I keep having this vision, him pissing it up at a party with all his mates new years eve, while Martin was sobbing cos he was so hungry but his mouth was so cut up he couldn't eat anything. Now I am crying, with frustration. I have to go smoke.