Fri July 14, 2000 -

We were sat outside the restaurant watching the world trundle by, which also consisted of us making snide comments as well.  Yes this is very childish and pathetic, but WE ARE childish and pathetic.....  Anyway a blonde woman walked by with bad hair weaves, which Kiwi Boy commented on, now this normally wouldn't have been very funny BUT, Cheryl (Cricket's friend) had just had her hair weaved also this week and even though she hadn't mentioned it, you could sort of tell, so it just seemed a bit weird when Kiwi brought it up...well, I laughed and so did Morpehus.  I don't actually think Cheryl heard.  Buddy reckons she's an exotic by the way she was dancing at Slims later on.....don't ask me I didn't see anything.

So we said our bye's to Sal, then went on to Slims (always a bad mistake if you want a sober night) and got completely trolleyed.  Everyone one was dancing including myself at one point (always a bad mistake), and also this is where Cheryl's exotic dancing occurred, but unfortunately I don't remember any of that.  So we waited for my friend Professor to finish cashing up this was around 4/4:30am, went back to Crickets and continued to drink until the wee small hours.  I don't remember anything that occurred at Crickets, so I can't really give you much more than that.

TODAY
So today has been a long day, even though I didn't rise until the afternoon.  I'd made arrangements to meet Precious (who was coming to the beach house for the weekend) at Penn Station to get the 3:20pm train to Bayshore.  I waited and looked, and looked, she wasn't there (said she was...yeah right!!)I might be a bit hungover (well, very actually) but I don't go blind, just a bit punch drunk.  The woman was definitely NOT THERE.  So I couldn't wait any longer, got on the train and proceeded to try and fall asleep.  This was so NOT HAPPENING, instead I nearly puked up over everyone on the train (very busy train), god how embarrassing, I kept hurrling, but thank god nothing came out.  Two people got up and moved, can't blame them for that!!!  I then decided to try and read some Harry Potter instead, thinking that it would throw my mind off being sick.  However this was not to be as I could hardly make out the words on the page and it was starting to make my head spin and......wait for it, FEEL SICK AGAIN!!!  I eventually just sat real quiet until my journey had ended.

The ferry journey on the other hand was a superb journey as it had started to rain and so there was a wonderful cool breeze flowing through the boat directly on to my face which felt very nice.

Ok so you remember the story about Mr. Boockvar (the other house sharers)?  Well guess what?  When I got to the house, low and behold there wasn't any fucking toilet tissue, can you believe these people? They honestly believe that I had not replaced the toilet tissue on my last visit and so therefore had decided to punish me by not replacing it themselves......fuckwits, that's what they are, pathetic fuckwits!!!  YEAH GO ON, READ THIS PAGE I DARE YA!!

So I had to call Morpheus, who was asleep on the train coming out to the beach and ask him to grab some toilet tissue, he laughed, thought it was funny.  So I pretty much unpacked, made my bed and completely crashed out on the couch, there wasn't any sun so I took the opportunity to veg cabbage.

Morpheus, BITCH and Morgo arrived together around 8pm this evening and then Carl and Sumiko got in about 10pm.  I'd been completely crap and had only brought some cheese and crackers, much to Morpehus' annoyance (bad bad wife).  Lucky for us we had BITCH who had brought lamb and was making fabulous looking kebabs and grilling some red potatoes.  Of course we all had lashings of wine and vodka, it took me a while though I must say to have a little drinky, but I did in the end.

We all stayed up pretty late chatting, Morgo had made the fire, so we sat around it very quiet, reflecting in our own thoughts, with eyes penetrating the flames.  Until of course BITCH who had just started to look and sound pretty drunk, started laughing hysterically about something which brought us all out of our hynoptic fire staring state....

I tried to explain to BITCH that drinking the amount of booze that we did on a constant basis, couldn't be good for you, thinking that maybe she wouldn't agree, and even if nothing were to change, at least acknowledge that we were all mad... ....that'll teach me to get holier than thou with myself, won't it.........I'm not even going to begin to tell you what her reply was!!