“We drank hard and talked about what Debord, who drank persistently and prodigiously, had written about alcohol" (15th Sept 2006)

“We drank hard and talked about what Debord, who drank persistently and prodigiously, had written about alcohol. 'I admire Debord as a perfect and dedicated drinker.' We talked about how, in the early years of his career as a drinker, Debord was always in pursuit of or just arriving at a perfect point of intoxication which, unlike paid labour or any other servile activity, would reveal ‘the true taste of the passage of time’. Drinking was a beautiful poetic game, with its rules and protocols. Debord devoted pages to describing this notion.”
Irina suddenly leaned over to me and said to me “I’m sorry, you’re a nice guy, but you drink too much” before giving me the ultimate private dance. I said to Viktoriya “You hate me?” and she exploded back with real venom “Yes. Because you’re always drunk.”

For someone who always claimed not to like blondes (1st August 2006)

For someone who always claimed not to like blondes, the blondes in The Killers Mr Brightside, Stereophonics Dakota and Robbie Williams Sexed Up videos remind me of an awful lot of them: Riccarda, Iga, Diana, and now Florence. Just one more night to get through! Then back to the Calcutta and the Bell! I am such a drunk. Like Guy Debord, the point of life is seeking the perfect point of inebriation.
Because of that I lost Florence.
Because I lost Florence.