july 10 | sunday | 1997 |St LaCroix
Walkman on listening to Paul Weller drinking a cup
of microwaved coffee in... wait for it...My New House.
The washing is on downstairs in the basement and
I‘m waiting for Shawn (they spell everything wrong here)
to pick me up to go to a barbeque.
The house is fantastic.
I did the ten minute Chair at the Saturday night AA
meeting. Went down well. This is brill I feel like I’m in
a movie. A feel-good movie.
Just got back from the barbeque.
Mike Jim Shawn and his girlfriend and Terry
amongst others. Lana was there in a fucking pink bikini.
The tits on her are astonishing. I got myself sunburned
looking at them and then afterwards had to have a cool bath.
They had some excellent burgers but Lana was easily the
most sizzling piece of meat at the barbeque.
Her phone rang…
’Yip I’m here toasting my buns...you wanna come
and flip me over?’ Jesus fucking christ.
She plays the sweet little girl but I‘m not falling for that.
She’s only after my money. And yet she supplied me with
excellent material for a wonderful wank.
July 15 | Killallon Fitzpatrick| My "Office"
I’m at work listening the smashing pumpkins on my Mac
I walked in from Kenwod and is’s a beautiful day. Graham is
in New ersey presenting the BMV Pond work (poor bastard)
and I‘m off to Munich on saturday( poor bastard)
on friday I’ll be going out with the boys and their
parents for my 34th birthday so that’s nice.
Although why their parents are coming beats me.
I went and bought an air conditioner last night.
And Mike Terry Rob and I had a really nice meal at Filios.
Much laughter ensued. I seem to be allowed
,encouraged even, to take the piss out of the Americans.
They shouldn't let me away with it.
I slept really well and also I actually bought an
ironing board and an Iron. Yeah, I know.
This really is beginning to look like a good idea.
Coming here that is. I’m slowly starting to enjoy it.
I may have to do some great ads in gratitude.
The women here are fanttic they seem like women
who haven’t yet been made cynical.
Even the alcoholic women in AA are more gentle.
of microwaved coffee in... wait for it...My New House.
The washing is on downstairs in the basement and
I‘m waiting for Shawn (they spell everything wrong here)
to pick me up to go to a barbeque.
The house is fantastic.
I did the ten minute Chair at the Saturday night AA
meeting. Went down well. This is brill I feel like I’m in
a movie. A feel-good movie.
Just got back from the barbeque.
Mike Jim Shawn and his girlfriend and Terry
amongst others. Lana was there in a fucking pink bikini.
The tits on her are astonishing. I got myself sunburned
looking at them and then afterwards had to have a cool bath.
They had some excellent burgers but Lana was easily the
most sizzling piece of meat at the barbeque.
Her phone rang…
’Yip I’m here toasting my buns...you wanna come
and flip me over?’ Jesus fucking christ.
She plays the sweet little girl but I‘m not falling for that.
She’s only after my money. And yet she supplied me with
excellent material for a wonderful wank.
July 15 | Killallon Fitzpatrick| My "Office"
I’m at work listening the smashing pumpkins on my Mac
I walked in from Kenwod and is’s a beautiful day. Graham is
in New ersey presenting the BMV Pond work (poor bastard)
and I‘m off to Munich on saturday( poor bastard)
on friday I’ll be going out with the boys and their
parents for my 34th birthday so that’s nice.
Although why their parents are coming beats me.
I went and bought an air conditioner last night.
And Mike Terry Rob and I had a really nice meal at Filios.
Much laughter ensued. I seem to be allowed
,encouraged even, to take the piss out of the Americans.
They shouldn't let me away with it.
I slept really well and also I actually bought an
ironing board and an Iron. Yeah, I know.
This really is beginning to look like a good idea.
Coming here that is. I’m slowly starting to enjoy it.
I may have to do some great ads in gratitude.
The women here are fanttic they seem like women
who haven’t yet been made cynical.
Even the alcoholic women in AA are more gentle.
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