The Sanitorium

Under The Sign Of The Hourglass

Monday 6th September 1993

I wish I knew some way to get Sadie back. Went to 999 at Ritzy - had a real good time. Had two perfect opportunities but didn't act upon either - gave my ego a trip though. Don't know why I didn't do anything, wasn't really a lack of nerve. Hmmmm. On my ticket I put my name as Careem Abdul Jabbar and they had a draw and I won a bottle of bubbly which Scott emptied most of over me. Had a delicious chicken kebab then taxi home. Everyone wanted me to ring Sadie but I couldn't, apparantly they did and she was working or something. She was so gorgeous - Sadie I mean. She was enjoying it too on that wednesday and friday no doubt about it. So what put her off, am I right about my lack of substance - no she'd have enough brains to give it time. God I want her back so bad. Relationships shouldn't be trouble at all they should be pleasant.
I cry for Iran.....
Just when things start to look good. Sadie WHY WHY WHY! make time for me and we'll make things good together. Rrrrrr frustration.

I am bored to tears, home James.

© 1996 I can ignore you all I want on: its_sph@nene.ac.uk

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