It's been DECIDED! I am going to right and royally UNLEASH.

Or something. So, liek, basically, the other day I found the suitcase of my HOPES AND DREAMS lodged away, all dusty and shit, and realised that for the last two years I've not taken it out for a walk around the park or ANYTHING, so now it's all FAT and BURSTING its belt and a bit heavy - so wot i dun, right, is I've stabbed it up like one of those roadside whores, and it trickles a bit.

Of course I'm generic. I'm UNIQUE! And it's about time to browse through my blinkered binoculars NO MORE. Cold turkey is not my intention, so I think I'll start with mirrors. But once they're down, unhooked from my neck and perhaps glued to something that might need them more - say, a lighthouse - I shall introduce myself to you.

Highly entertaining episodes, very much on that curving wave - yes absolutely. No, not during recessions. Who with? You know, I really don't remember. What party was empty? Dangerous situations, saturday night on a high rope, balaclavas collecting money for the IRA and candlesticks chasing me hope. So what was going on there?

Up and down, very close, I think the drink didn't do it. Try and find another way of killing the pain, another way to write absolutely. Trying to see for my self but just stealing the words of others. That was on the pilot, you all saw that anyway. It's a great wall isn't it? Veer around it, all you'll remember is "please God, don't let me die just yet"...

The food I produce is fantastic. This was the point i was making earlier. You know I am a natural pastry. First time. A great character in youth and art. So refreshing. The most TRIVIAL of reasons, especially when I yawn. Coal and wine! Of course, a drug-fueled lifestyle. It makes sense. Dot Com. One hundred thousand - millions - and a hole in my pocket.