Thursday
4th September 1997
Dream:
Mark
Elkington was in it. I’d not mentioned anything about my grievances to him. I
was letting it lie. But I was thinking about them. The other bit I remember is
trying to go abroad. I was with someone, a woman. We were trying to go through
customs. I think we had to buy a ticket too. But the bit we needed was closed.
Woke
up remembering more about the dream than I do now. Wanted to write it down but
had no paper. My hands are very weak in the morning, and I have trouble
gripping a pen. Why is that? It’s always been the case. Maybe I should write in
to Notes and Queries.
Then
a noise finally filtered through to my consciousness, it was a radio, loud, and
I got up, rushed into the sitting room. The radio was on, and the cats were
grooving on down. How annoying. It was Eli who put it on I bet, and he’s very
good at turning the volume up too. I turned it off, and went back to bed. Hope
the neighbours aren’t upset. Not that I give a shit about the neighbours, if
they get upset they may start causing me trouble.
Got
up again at 8.00. Fed cats. Weighed myself and I was 13stone4lb. At the weekend
I was 13stone2lb. I’m getting thin again. Put Eli in his cage, and released the
others. Got dressed and left quickly. Remembered to post Open Learning Centre
application. I’m gonna do Env Science A Level.
Bits
· Sent off for some Freemans
clothing.
· Pondering over OU course and
computer.
· Programme last night called
Famous Addresses: about people who lived where famous murders took place. Also
saw Space Cadets, and Babylon 5.
· Started reading Biology text
book, which I bought yesterday.
· Booked to see 3D movie at NFT. I
am now a member.
· Rats are big now, and on dry
food. They love grapes, apple and granary bread. Aldous, the hooded one, is
dominant. The groom each other, sometimes one lying on his back with his little
legs sticking in the air.
· There’s a bag of vege at Abraxas
with my name on it and I’m hoping to collect it tonight. It’s much more salady
than before as Barbara has switched me to a new supplier. The food is also more
local. The old stuff was getting increasingly root vege based, even through the
summer.
· I’ve made appointment to take
Spike to vets about his bum
· Reading ‘Hogfather’ Pratchett (he
was on Space Cadets last night and I never knew he couldn’t pronounce his Rs)
and ‘Fabulous Harbours’ Micheal Moorcock Moorcock, Micheal Moorcock you
fervently moan.
28th
November 1997
Well,
I’m back to going into the toilet cubicle to get some kip. I suddenly came over
all tired yesterday. There was a Greenpeace Head Office gathering, and I could
hardly stay awake, aspecially when they turned the lights off to watch some
slides of the North Atlantic oil rig action. And I didn’t get to bed till one
this morning, so I’m even worse today. There’s a cycling Critical Mass tonight,
and we’re protesting against Esso (owned by Exxon) trying to scupper the Kyoto
conference (which starts on Monday). I probably won’t go as I’m just too
flagged out.
My
bike’s inthe shop being repaired and I can get it back tonight. Yippee, I can
ride my bike again.
So how
was your trip? What was the “business” or is it private?
I’m all
out of cash, and I spent an absurd amount yesterday on clothes, trainers, and
pet supplies. I get paid again next week, so I’ll just have to take it easy
till then.
I just
looked at my copy of Stardust, full of DB related interviews. There’s one with
Nick Roeg talking about the making of The Man Who Fell To Earth. It’s
interesting, I’ll copy it and stick it in witth your tapes.
I’ve
just read this article by a girl from LA, now living in London. I quote, “One
thing sticks in my mind about primary school in Los Angeles: smog alerts. The
entire class would sit inside during lunchbreaks on a perfectly sunny yet hazy
day. Smog levels were up and it was too unhealthyfor us to play. I always knew
we were going to have a smog alert because my chest hurt.” Did you have
experiences like this? The girl was about your age, I think.
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