Been feeling a little unwell – sore throat – probably not helped by sitting outside last night and smoking quite a few cigarettes. Couldn’t sleep again. Even my tried and true method of attempting to drown myself in alcohol didn’t work. Thinking too much I suspect.
Worried about the world. Had a catch up with H last night with the normal free ranging arguments over politics – though we steered clear of Israel, Palestine and other topics that could lead to bloodshed. So instead the topics ranged from urban warfare in Bagdad to Ayn Rand, Fukuyama and neo-liberal politics and then onto jokes about the French – “What do you call a Frenchman advancing on Bagdad? A salesman.” and my other favourite “What did the French say to Hitler when the German’s invaded during World War II? Table for 10,000 monsieur?” So a good night for that – though I had to restrain him from tearing anti-war posters off the wall. He sometimes can be quite the crypto-fascist when he wants to be.
Anyways got to go. Life rolls on. Sending happy thoughts out to all. Take care.