Fuck   
08:28pm 05/07/2003
  Today was great!Oh no wait whats that I smell oh its sarcasm!!!!The drummer in my band is a complete asshole!He complains about everything he doesn't want to practice,doesn't want to drive to the gigs and when he's there its like he wants to be at home or with his mates smoking pot.He doesn't want to be in the band but he wants the money you get me!Its fucks me of he's changed,he's ignorant..a pain in the ass... a druggie..a waste of space..but theres no one else to fill his place at the minute so what can I do?I'm playing tonite in Lizzie Buggies which should be a good gig if Someone doesn't fuck up.ie.Sean[the drummer]I'll write about it when I get home.I may be angry!  
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Today   
01:29am 05/07/2003
  I slept on the floor of tommy's last night.It was good to see the guy and catch up on stuff its been to long since we last conversed.We sat outside his house on his new wooden garden furniture and lit a fire in a metal bucket.We felt like hobo's.Tommy made a "fockil" which was a shitty old towel ripped into strips and wrapped around a sitck or post you drive into the ground which you then douse in petrol.It was really cool it burned for ages until it fell over and burned down half his lawn.It looked as if some russian tactician had passed through with germans in close pursuit.I made my way home at around 4 O'clock today, it was cold.I painted some walls a deep white before taking a long bath.Went up to Rossa's to jam at around 8 it was frustrating coulding get into the right frame of mind and neither could he so we ended up eating apple pie and drinking tea(I had 3 pieces it was very sweet which I like)  
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Today   
07:56pm 03/07/2003
  I woke up at around 2 O'clock after around 12 hours sleep.I don't think I've slept so much in about a year.It was good to get some rest!Gave my weekly 2 bass lessons yesterday both of which went well~it was good to get some extra money!Gotta Go!!!!!!!  
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Going To Johns   
10:07pm 01/07/2003
 
mood: sore
Today~~~So I'm sitting in Paul's car worried as hell because he's stoned beyond belief. His car is rattling and falling apart around us and he's trying to roll a joint whilst driving us to Johns. He's wearing these chunky ass shades which he must have found in some 99p shop because they suck but look kinda cool in a Stevie Wonder sort way."Hey man you wanna watch the road "I scream as we narrowly miss a kid with an ice pop, he replies saying "Yeah sure man just gimme a minute will yah this ain't so easy when your trying to drive"(??!/!/??).He lights up his rollie and starts puffing away putting down the window a couple of centimetres, which only adds to the smoke being blown in my face. When done smoking he rolls the window down a little more and throws it out but like the smoke it comes back in and lands right between his thighs.He coolly brushes it away onto the floor and to my amazement goes down after it letting go of the steering wheel with both hands.I grab the wheel shouting" What the fuck, Jesus, hello, up, up ,up drive, drive , drive ".The guy gets up but at his own sloth like pace and calmly puts both hands back on the wheel. Somehow we managed to get to Johns .But unable to remember why we were going there.
 
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