the suns back, the surf returns, all is bliss as i spend my daze catching waves. there's nothing quite so perfect as being in the wave as it rolls towards the shore, you poise yourself for that one flipper propelled kick, tucking the head down and being transported faster than thought, not on the wave, not in the wave, not behind or under but with the wave. you are the wave and the thoughts that enter your mind are the thoughts that shape your moment. its bliss, i love my fin, translucent blue, alien shaped. no people out there today, no dolphins, just me.

last night agent stone and i went to the pemeire of a movie, 'trust the man', its a romantic comedy, it's patchy, the script is reasonable, the acting good, David Duchovny is really good, but the ending was not right. i don't know how it should have ended really, i think maybe a happy ending was ineveitable but there was something to happy about the ending, it needed some edge, a suicide perhaps, one of the minor charachters. i dunno.

tea and books with jake, he's reading anne rice at the moment, i never really liked the vampire books, she wrote some intresting porn before she discovered horror. i heard she lost her son and became a born again christian. to me there's only one vampire novel and thats dracula. its brilliant.

saw 'children of men' a film set a few years into the future in an england we can see lays just around the corner, go see it, it's brilliant.