brighton is really the greatest place to spend the summer... there is music everywhere and everyone is sexy and in love... i would have normally been disgusted by both of those attributes of a city but i think i might finally be morphing from an angry yoof into a jolly grown-up... battlecat seems to genuinely enjoy listening to me strumming chords in the sunshine... i've been drawing loads... i had a tattoo party on friday night and i did my first tattoo... the germs logo on my friend wob's leg... i think it went quite well... i was pretty pissed at the time but i think that adds to the charm... maybe charm isn't the most appropriate word but i also got some pretty silly ones done too... i'm almost free of the shackles of my sleeping pills... it feels great to finally have real, human sleep rather than some kind of chemical equivalent... it's making me wake up much more than i have done for years which is what is to blame for my irritatingly positive air... i think that the white rabbits sound like what i always wanted to ordinary boys to sound like... do we like them? i've been listening to take a walk around the table every morning for a week... i'm going to be cohabiting with a real, live american in 2 weeks... oi... i'm so in love... i remember ordering loads of stuff from the internet drunk last night but i can't remember what it was... does anyone remember when matt berry did ad/bc?... that's the only thing i remember... this diary entry is wierd and boring... i apologise... i had a surreal dream last night that a white deer came into my bedroom through the air vent and gave me a mug that was signed by h.p. lovecraft... i love you all a lot xxx
