friday...in spite of my recent 'abstinence' started fair early yester, the whiskey and then a pint/ then a pre-lunch drink with father and an excellent lunch tho' i fell asleep at the table near the close/ slept prolifically thereafter, rising at 0845 this morn. to the bell of the postman with beastie boys, paul's boutique in paw/ my dad gave me some dollar for stiches yester so i'm reallocating funds to the vinyl cause/ 'tis pissing down this day/ might work on some poecy later/ 've to work all day and till late tomorrow so i'm'a make up some mix tapes (yes, tapes) to consume en route to and from/ vice/

turned up eff-(you-ommlaat)-aah work this good eve but was informed 'twas not my shift, tho' i'd worked one half hour by the clock-point they realised so ''ll be paid for that/ listening twain burning spear, traveling/ father taking us for lunch of-main/ sh'd be nice (in a sense, perhaps...whom of us ever kens, eh?)/ hm.../ drinking tyskie, a rather pleasant eastern euro. brew after small whiskey, 10cls, 4 units, 100mls, whichever/ i'm allowed no more as hyde (or 'cunt') i become (apparently...i can n'er remember)/ zummm.../

'd beers yester lunch 'n' after then a huge meal and so felt emotional en-route to work, the sheer effort of overcoming the pleasant somnolent effects of the alcohol and the warmth of the food &c&c&c/ 'twas a good eve./ i apparently have a natural talent for my job which means my line manager and 'graduate' manager are very happy = i can get away with stuff/ nice/ got home about 2300, ate, went to bed and am enjoying my second sequential h'over free day/ it is ace/ i've found the perfect way to curb my drinking: drink beer, say 3 pints, then when hunger presents itself eat a meal and i physically cannot drink any more/ if your serious about drinking, eating has to take at best a back seat/ as buk rightly said, 'the system can't handle too much'/ a magazine has tentatively accepted some of my new poems so if it goes ahead i'll publish the address to all you avid readers (ah..ha..ha..ha)/ pee-ass

doing good/ enjoying another h'over free morning/ managed two days, fri. 'n' sat., with no booze-O-hol then pissed it up something kronik sunday after and eve. listening to old nester marley and m'attack albums i dug out from behind the walls/ woke mon. with the vilest of h'overs which was only partially schooled by my doing other shit, like work and getting methadone?/ then came home and slept and woke feeling fine/ ah-eye?/ listening beastie boys, b-boy bouillabassie which is just too sick for expressions, statements, sentences, any composite of words or indeed words alone (tho' of course with a context)/ hum dum dee shite...so, coffee and morning and uh-huh, yeah?/

doing much little of large fascination d'late but what, ever?/ listening big daddy kane, warm it up, kane and it is good/ 've switched my expensive shure cartridge for the cheap one the deck came with as it sounds better (in some ways)/ the shure lacks punch and pace as it's heavy and the arm and weight are light/ this requires the counterweight to hang far back causing more vibration in the arm and less definition in the sound/both cartridge and deck are composites of materials selected for rigidity &c so it's poss. a good cart.'s properties will be counterbalanced by other components (in this case literally)/ whilst the shure is a superior cartridge, this arm and deck do not compliment it/ with a heavier counterweight and more solid deck the shure would sing as the closer to the pivot the weight sits the better the sound/ also because the plinth is flimsy, the heavier sound of the cheaper cart. is more satisfying/ so on balance the cheap cart. works better/ one often thinks decent kit will perform well no matter the context, but this simply isn't the case/ every part of a system, including the room, is important/ fascinating, eh?/ now listening too short, life is and drinking coffee/ drank very little yesterday so feeling pretty good/ also doing very little today/ can't be having peeps over till late then rolling in drunk tomorrow 'cause i'm sick of struggling through the jour/ i'd love to maintain sobriety but it hasn't happened yet/ thus i'll just try and enjoy whatever the moment brings...