I SUCK AND SO DO PALM PILOTS
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Fri Sept 8, 2000 - 1:20pm


Ok so I've lost my Palm Pilot which is a complete disaster because crammed in there are numbers, addresses, interesting web sites, friends birthdays, lists of miscellaneous crap that would have come in useful one day.....basically EVERYTHING.  I thought I'd just left it at the Manor House in Wales, so I called them AGAIN this morning and some dozy cow says that "they've looked everywhere and it isn't there".  I'm so pissed off I can't even tell you.  Also I'm a complete fuckwit because I didn't sync it before I left did I, so I really do not have any numbers at present.  Of course Morpheus has his but it's no way near up to date with numbers as mine was.......damn, bugger, bollocks, shit, crap....aaargh!!  Now what I am going to do.  The only people I can call is the ones where I know their numbers in my head, other than that I'm screwed...

So apart from that annoying mishap, I've just returned from a hot sweaty run outside on this bright beautiful day.  My face is all now lovely and red, I mean bright red.  So it's good for me to sit calmly (yeah right) and do this page whilst my face calms down.

BITCH and Morgo are coming out to our last and final weekend at the summer house today.  I was going to try and make it just myself and Morpheus but they want to look at a house for possible rent next year and who am I to disallow this service to my friends.  Also BITCH is a good cook, so we'll get fed well this weekend.  I had to wait until Buddy Weiser called and left a message yesterday so that I had his number on my caller id, to call him back and invite him as well.  Remember, no numbers, no Palm Pilot.....HHEEELLLOOO, look above.  Yeah like I'm going to remember HIS number, he's up in the Bronx, too many digits, too much for my brain to take in....

Actually while I was on my run I had forgotten to mention that while in England I had come across some rather interesting gossip that a wee lad I know of Scottish descent has also managed to put some chick up the spout.  My god what is going on this year, yet another man's testosterone going freakazoid...come on boys, take it easy, put one eyed jack away and relax.  Of course now I'm off the pill Morpheus Man won't come near me until we get condoms, the thing is though he expects ME to go buy the Trojan.  Jesus I haven't bought condoms since I was a teenager and then it was a sad and pathetic experience.... Men ARE seriously crap!!

So I think Cricket would of liked more of a send off last night before she leaves for Nantucket.  Now I consider myself a pretty good friend TO my friends, so long as they don't take liberties.  However with Cricket she's my little angel, she's also very flippant, which means she could well be back within the month to initially stay a weekend and then decide that New York REALLY IS the place for her.  Don't get me wrong I think this is a good thing for her to get away, sort her shit out, get some kind of consistency in her life and also a whole bunch of fresh air. BUT, I'm a little concerned that she will get very lonely and depressed, unless of course she gets her shit together and makes a move on a young local cute tight butt young no-brainer to bide her time away.  This I can almost guarantee she'll do, one thing my friend is not lacking is cute guys ready to give their souls to her............GO GIRL!!  No really I'm going to miss her a lot as she's a beautiful, crazy, completely batty sometimes but with the biggest heart in the whole wide world....good luck Cricket!!  Getting back to original comment...send off was beer, chinese take-out whilst watching MTV Awards...that's ok!!

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