My liver, reaction time and articulation are suffering badly

BASICALLY (she said in a northern accent) I drink too much. My weekend has been smashing to a certain extent. No literally, I smashed the guitar on my head yesterday.. but er yeah, friday was slightly chaotic - I have the bruises to prove this. I had some people over, went to other peoples and just generally can't remember much. Then yesterday I sobered up to the sweet sound of King Charles and Jersey Shore, then Jemily came over for the night. I suppose to a certain extent it was chilled, but then again it wasn't. Fuck you Curt Wild.

Today I plan to try and get somewhere with this art of mine, watch Lord of the Rings, drive to Long Melford, eat a shit load of food, try not to think too remorsefully as that does silly things to the mind and finally attempt to play the guitar without bruising my head this time.

Jesus, 1:30 into Love Lust is fucking amazing. "Whether a flower in my hand or a gun in my hand, I'd give it all up for your hand in my hand. "