doin' 'k'/ my rigorous routine of pillules is keeping the influ at bay/ drinking on thursday got a tad out of paw: 4 ltrz cider; 8 pints john smith's; one line of very powerful cocaine/ felt a little sketchy yester. so bed early then up around 2130 to listen to my show/ after a very nice blow-job went to sleep again/ not at work today as my bank is fucked by the weather and thus withdrawl nor card transaction can i make/ might go in for the post-noon but quite tempted by the chilled cider in my fridge/ hummmm..../ listening to my john the conquerer root, muddy waters/ bi-zat...

doin' alh fookin' raht, yah koont/ interviewing shaun ryder tomorrow, which should be nice/ today drinking woodford dry, a 5.3% cider of exquisite cheapness which makes me fluctuate between heaven and despair/ since i last wrote...got a weekly radio show, this next on bruch/ um, what else...'ve used once since my last post, much brown and a tiny bit of blanc but the consequences were not too severe/ drinking's fluctuating fae very heavy to mild to very heavy, currently residing at mild/ what else...nothing of great importance save a diet of smoked fish and health pillz is keeping me from the blade and/or bridge (which is nice)/ and that's it...