Thursday 25 October 2007

pondered the dynamics of a film of the self's diaries en route to and from the pharmacy/ i dearly wish to convey what an absolute wanker the alba is and how deeply flawed i am/ one comfort i take from all i've suffered is i know how people are endeared to me and hate the alba/ how can anyone genuinely like a prick?/ i want detailoed scenes of the classic eton renuion in notting hill she came to with me ('they all say i'm a free floating person and how amazing that is. how many black women do you know who drink in pubs? you only exist in your comfort zone, but i...(continues)'/ this is just a brief fragment of an indident of which there are almost innumerable others/ what a prick/ i remember she even said when we were drinking with some of her colleagues that she hoped i didn't write what wankers they are (plato's subset at work again)/ anyway, i've the fire...i just need to channel it/

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