The Sanitorium

Under The Sign Of The Hourglass

Friday 10th September 1993

Pay cheque in. Did that.
Was meant to meet Scott at his house 8ish, rang Paul said I'd probably be there 1/2 8ish he said he'd try and make it for the same sort of time. Because of having to wait for my dinner having to do the drying up and getting ready I wasn't ready till 1/2 8 so I rings scott to see where he is - no answer. Now he might have nipped down barratts (in all probability) but can I be arsed to go down? I feel like staying in anyway - Have to stay on the dry or stay round Scotts. Should I bother. This one thing I know for he loves me so (Jesus blood never failed me yet) Oh fuck it I may as well try barratts.
Scott rang from barratts - I went down and we went on to the wig and pen + the mailcoach. I got a little hung up over Sadie particularly in the mailcoach. We talked lots and I told scott that I couldn't ring her so he said he'd invite her out on Monday (shops and stores). Me + Paul spent the night talking french + german - we both just snapped back into the languages - I've not done them for 5 years! Finished up at KFC Paul (vegitarian) badly wanted some chicken. We were talking about all and sundry - women, work, god, life, death and chicken.
Stayed round scotts.

I am bored to tears, home James.

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