Curtains drawn at noon

“I am a lost soul

I shoot myself with rock & roll

The hole I dig is bottomless

But nothing else can set me free”

Feeling very blank today. Bitter. Angry. Just all the worst things. There’s no joy to my soul right now. I woke up a little under-slept, so perhaps that explains it. I’m not sure. I’ve ordered some booze for tomorrow so, with any luck, my caring for anything will return by the time I resurface into agonising sobriety. Need to go out for personal admin reasons first though. FFS. Bloody typical.

Started watching Army of Darkness. Now there’s a film I’d like to do a fan-edit of. Like the Star Wars prequels, it has too many awkward silences, too any background characters/extras looking bored, too many overly-choreographed fight sequences, and too many pointless plot points/events/characters. I think my version will be about 70 minutes long.

Fun, huh?

Yeah, I’m all about the fun.

Played a bit of guitar this week. Acoustic only. Not had the creative energy to plug amplifiers in. Even looked at some potential purchases, which I haven't done in a while. Fancy a Faith acoustic. A jumbo. That's my favourtie shape. I love a big old behind on a guitar.

Anyway, I best go back to nursing my black heart as I creep slowly towards the sweet release of nothingness.

Gimme some sugar, baby.