Oooh you're a naughty mess

not a bad day/ excellent yester: went shopping for books neath the bridge at waterloo, then out for a fine meal at our favorite italian restaurant in soho/ intake: 2 bottles wine/ woke early this morn and attended appointment at clinic, a run in and piss/ then home, exquisite breakfast and then slept till four/ then up to attend hospital/ now home sipping excellent shiraz and cooking game/ i just realised how little i attend to ideology in my writing/ my old diaries were steeped in self-analysis and speculation/ however a lot of that (i.e. relentless questioning and the desire to do so) has been laid to rest in me/ this is a good thing/ i'm not sure if i've resolved a lot of issues or i just can't be bothered but i certainly feel a lot more at peace with myself/