I was watching Peep show a few weeks ago. I was drunk, so I don't much remember the start of the episode. I remember Mark was going to have sex with some girl, cheat on his girlfriend. He didn't particularly like this girl; he knew he would break Dobbie's heart. He was so close to having sex with that random wench, but he didn't in the end. He went home to Dobbie.

I've been reading the Bible lately. I also read a bunch of Charles Bukowski's short stories. I tried reading some Fydor Dostoevsky, but I'm not good enough at reading.

I was at the pub with my workmates, earlier that day (that's why I was drunk) Farewelling Armin, who worked in quality control. I don't know if he was my friend... I wish he was at least. He likes anime, I think - that might be something I projected onto him. He likes One Piece at least. I like One Piece.

I've been reading Monster by Naoki Urasawa. I wish I had recommended the anime to Armin. He has Netflix. And he's German.

The very first time I went out to the pub with my workmates, it was with Armin. New to pubbing, I hadn't settled on a preferred beer yet, so I asked Armin for a recommendation. Carlton Draught. Trust the German on beer, I thought. That's what I drink now. I relayed this to him that day. I wanted him to know that he had a lasting impact on my life... even if it is something so asinine.

He's a web designer now. Sounds like an awful job too me. He moved interstate. He doesn't like Israel, and I wonder if that factored into his decision to leave. I think he would really like Naoki Urasawa.

I'm rewriting this from a few months ago (original got deleted). Something to distract myself, I guess. Put me in a more positive headspace, like I was back then.