feeling pretty good/ minimal booze intake yester mo' packet: 2 cans k (500mls, 8.4%); 1/2 btl red (750mls, 14%)/ bed 2100/ rose early in the beautiful dawn to coffee and 808 state and wrote off a page of prose/ currently typing, listening the corn, children of the corn, sipping rouge/ shall report encore l8or...

feel ok/ slept part of the night on the sofa because i've developed a scots snore/ up around 0800 and now drinking coffee, listening to lumpygravy, zappa/ leprosy ravaged retard for a driver of the chariot this dawn/ shit fuck k cider which does the job so well at the time but does evil the following day/ been up to precious min. d-late/ missing deadlines, drinking far too much again, can't eat much leaving my larousse and liz dave ckbkz, my creuset pans and swiss blades redundant/ oh well.../ crawling through stendhal and have developed a fetish for beeth.'s 6th which i listen to min. deux-day/ a day, a bundle of moments/ might be getting a cat/ my last, furpuss, was a heartless bastard, but then cats don't have a capacity for empathy so it's unfair to judge thus/ and he did sit with me all day for two years whilst to the sofa i was predominantly bound/ meanwhile everyone else was like 'how can you put that shit into your body' &c. from a safe distance/ so yeah, furpuss...

why fear the coming of dawn?/ most oft because of dehydration/ feeling good/ out yester till collapse at 1600, sleeping till 0450 this morn/ thus booze intake kept to minimum, which was 3 cans k (500mls, 8.4%)/ rose at 0500 and 've been watching interviews with keef/ listening sound control, randall and andy c/ drinking guat., pressed/ now listening to some vieulle skool toasting by the inimitable buru banton/ all goes well, generally/ off to pharm in a cpl hrs/ now listening not'ing but a hound dog, big mama thornton and buddy guy/ have been juggluing texts d'late: the art and thought of heraclitus, charles kahn; the charterhouse of parma, stendhal; diary, peyps/ plus lots of rock appreciation via wikipedia, lately zappa and don van, nee boeuf-'art/

feeling legally hungover/ 'd party here yester with much drink, rich victuals and merriment/ after sat up with bra drinking and watching andy kaufman/ we were wounded with laughter/ listening, joes garage, frank zappa/ drinking guat., espress style/ not planning on doing today/ head tenderised considerably tho' an early drink'll settle the balance/ siknin/ oh well...

feel great/ reduced bwooze out-give yester-slice and consequence feel much repaired/ had nice lunch out as per once a week and then slept long/ drinking guatemalan, med. roast, listening tart tart, happy mondays/ currently reading peyps diaries which give much amusement/ out tonight fur smoked fun/ 'twill be delish/

all is all/ feel fine/ drynkn espres and (predominantly) aurally receiving sync swim, 808 state/ ye i feel fucking great/ twin days away from that white poison are sufficient to restore at least 2 and one half acres of mental fortitude/ reassuring, no?/ any-route, must consummate more work 2-jour/ stendhal goes fair/ weather divine/ drinking modded to 2 cans special brew (500mls, 9.0%) and 5 cans stella (500mls, 5.2%)/ in consequence saner and less inclined to sado-masochistic acts, lately watching the intolerable meanderings of the vieulle buk on youtube/ be kind to the self/ simple, practical changes can lead to great improvements in mental and physical health/ these are probably different for all but in any situation there are things the individual can do to improve its lot/ my dentist gave me the finest piece of advice i've received yet/ said he, take care of the basics, young man/ i didn't but its fucking fine advice/ try it...

feeling good though a thrice leadened, slow heavy vein lead y'know?/ listening angie, rolling stones/ had a fairly calm day yester: 5 stella (500mls, 5.2%); 1 special brew (500mls, 9.0%); 1/2 btl cabernet sauv (750mls, 14%); venominal zegz, y'know the stuff of wild, complete abandon/ marvelous/ today writing marketing shite and will, at some point, finish walk the line/ off out friday of necessity: try and see those friends i stille give a shit about a few times an annum/ writing's going well/ 'ving a beautiful moleskine notebook helps/ currently reading charterhouse of parma, stendhal, and 'tis pretty impressive/ effortless vivid imagery and witty/ worth an observe/