Yesterday I broke my own rules - probably not for the first time. I was gratuitously unkind, derogatory to someone - no, not even to them, but about them. I decided I knew enough about this person, based on minimal information, to justify my cynical attitude. So easy to do - and today, I feel like shit, yet to be wiped. It's on my record - not having any religious convictions, but what better way to perform 'atonement' than to excrete my malaise onto a 'journal confessional'. Yeh - I feel totally absolved of all responsibility for my actions, and I've hardly broken a sweat.

Assumptions - can't live with them, can't function without them...

I am currently listening to: Processed Beats - Kasabian - The Storm, in association with (so I've just been informed)...'concrete underpants'
how appropriate