death to rat fuck/ do you really mean that?/ i'm not...sure/ writing is bollox/ i hate it/ contrived shit/ i'm good at philosophy and cooking, rather my natural abilities are most apparent in those areas/ i write well but have lost the zeal to do so and i abhor anything which seems a chore/ or is/ listening, nothing/ sipping, nothing/ went to bed early so not hung over/ reduced m to 40mls/jour so many strong dreams about scoring thwarted/ sleep, those little slices of death, how i loathe them...eap

good good good, yeah double good/ double good indeed/ all's well/ cold bier to my left, a good b'fast within and not too viscious a hangover/ 'd a small gathering for a bbq l'nuit d. which extended into the small hrs/ most pleasant/ i reasoned a glorious day necessitated many drinks and working a bbq and i was droit/ 'twas a fine evening: exquisite food, much booze and more booze/ the perfumes of the evening air sighed on our skins as we conversed langorously neath an inky sky, pierced with stars/ not bad...

all's well/ a day of usualness smothers me/ good lunch, bottle of chilled blanc open, flight, a certain ratio on the stereo/ been writing regularly de late, which is most satisfying/ i write a page a day on a brief sequence of events from the previous/ i find writing in my diary cathartic but this kind of writing is an exercise in technique/ and it is remarkable how regular application can significantly improve the quality of one's work/ plod on....

f'n' g'd/ jus' r't'n'd fr'm ph'rm'cy/ well hydrated and happy i've just cracked a cold beer/ listening mardi gras, professor longhair/ currently reading les miserables, victor hugo, some of which exceeds divine: there is no good and evil, merely vegetation/ weather fine though bizarrely containing an autumnal tint/ no enthusiasm for writing right now...

another weekend of debauchery (another day - how many years ago did the line blur?)/ friday and saturday spent at various old haunts with various old flames in a whirl of everything worth smoking and champagne/ ended up by the thames, 0100 sunday neath big ben drinking and shivering/ my mate dropped me at victoria at 0300 and i got home at 0410, swallowed omega 3.6.9. tablets with milk and went to bed/ then had to be up at 1000 for a family outing of sorts, which was in fact fantastic/ poached salmon, ceaser salad and sparkling mineral water went some way to restoring me/ slept prolifically and now look less embalmed/ feeling good/ listening to i'm captive slick rick/ reading exterminator, william burroughs/ off to cafe soon, to attend to my routines...

My heart of silk
is filled with lights,
with lost bells,
with lilies and bees.
I will go very far,
farther than those hills,
farther than the seas,
close to the stars,
to beg Christ the Lord
to give back the soul I had
of old, when I was a child,
ripened with legends,
with a feathered cap
and a wooden sword.

Federico Garcia Lorca

oving not wrottun in a woyle oy fort oy wud/ all goes reasonably/ have just returned from my local cafe where i drank two black coffees and read exterminator by william burroughs, catch 22 by joseph heller and made sporadic entries in my moleskine/ currently listening to ganja smuggling, eek-a-mouse/ not sure what to do with the day/ have remarkably met my recent deadlines (that is for cash writing) and the company are sufficiently impressed to allow me certain indiscretions/ woop-E-dee/ however have taken up drinking all day again, which is quite tiring/ it doesn't really effect my cognitive faculties but i believe this may have something to do with my supplementing lots of fish oils and omega 3, 6 and 9 capsules/ i have always found fish and fish oils have a profound effect on my cognitive processes, viz. making them more lucid, my imagination far more vivid and having a generally calming effect on my disposition/ with such fantastic benefits one might think my fridge is filled with expensive concoctions of various omega and epa compounds/ well, it is, and not only am i experiencing all the aforementioned benefits but incredibly powerful and memorable dreams too/ good stuff...

feeling ok/ blew my brief period of abstinence sky high yester./ knew on the way to the the pharm. i'd buy a can when i alighted, and i did/ as per this began a constant can sequence plus all the extras that invariably go with as so woke at 4.30am the world falling from beneath me/ thus drank several large jugs of water and felt better/ currently listening children's story, slick rick/