So today is yet another day in which I wake up sometime sort of early, tell myself I need to get up, doze in and out of consciousness, and eventually convince myself to rise at around noon. This pathetic struggle can be a little self-defeating at times, especially when I realize that half my day is gone before I wake, but hey at least I am well rested.

It is now three o’clock PM and I am in the computer lab at the University of Westminster. I have been updating the Metempsychosis webpage (new releases!), and generally mucking about. Later on I will try to sell some CDs and find some cheap new jeans.

Tonight is Kat’s going away party. Kat is a Swedish girl who bartends at my local pub, the Cardinal. She knows my drink of choice, and likes to call me “love”, both very endearing qualities. The party should be well attenended, as every man woman and child in the Victoria neighborhood is friends with her by now.

Sorry for the military nature of this entry. Alas, my muse escapes me.