I had a better day today. Did some work at uni and had a long chat with Mr Sach. I've been reading through some of the stuff I wrote last night. It's pretty clearly influenced by Palahniuk which is really ok by me. It wasn't all good but it wasn't all bad. There were some choice lines which I guess means something good came out of it. Sort of.
I really like when words express something really visceral and painful and yet... I'd much rather not know what it feels like and not appreciate the words for their accuracy. It's weord because I think I'm more creative when I'm in a good mood and yet I only ever seem to have a need to make stuff when I'm not good. When I'm good I just want to enjoy it and keep it for as long as possible. Maybe I need to find a balance. Maybe I need to work it out. Still, some drugs would be nice.
I was going to drunk myself into oblivion today but I'm having dinner with my parents tonight. They're leaving for England tomorrow and I think they'd appreciate a little sobriety on my part. Oh well, there's always tomorrow I guess.
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