lucy in the sky with diamonds, sorry i mean a day in the life......

Woke up got out of bed, dragged a comb acr....sorry, wrong day in the life. Woke up at the crack of midday and came into the lounge and said 'good mornsternoon' to the family. Thats John and Ringo my 2 fantail goldfirsh who are already dead. Well actually john ate ringo from the arse up. Theres only a few ribs stuck to the side of the bowl these days, like most of the beatles. thats the only family I got you see. Its ok the housekeeper will clean em up. So flicked thru the web quickly on my laptop. Noel got a cracked rib, new bloc part lp etc. Put 'In rainbows' on the stereo again and tried to convince myself 'seldom seen kid' is better than 'in rainbows'. Whacked on my pro tools rig then collapsed in a panic of self doubt and ran a mile, so went for a chicken salad box instead. Suddenly before I knew it, it was time to head out. Headed up to Som's (My vitriol) gaf up in isligton. We headed to Bungalow 8 as Farris from the Horrors does his 'marriage' night up there. Hooked up with Paul from Snow Patrol and got a bit to drunk, then headed back to islington for a supergroup jam then collapsed in a drunken heap before heading to Brick Lane for a few coffees to sober me up before heading home to collapse to do the whole thing all over again the next day, but maybe a bit more productively music wise. Is this really an existance? Maybe I should make an album, but lets face it, who gives a fuck? Who the shit wants to know what I do with my day.........Im not doing this day in the life crap again......