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Sunday, 19 February 2012

A WEEK IN MY LIFE (EPISODE 3 part 2)

Thursday 17th February 1994

I drove to Bradford to a gig by CYPRESS HILL which was supported by FUNKDOOBIEST. This was a double hip hop/rap gig by two bands I loved. My mum let me take her car and so got a speech about her  mini Swiss army knife on her key ring. If it got took off me then I must have it returned or else.
I did have it taken off me at the door as predicted. 
A cloud of green fog hung above the masses as weed was smoked openly by the crowd. The gig was really good for me even though I'm not a huge fan of live music. At the end I left and witnessed my legs not going to find the key ring knife which had been taken from me. My legs just walked away with the crowds and my mind had to run through explanations of why I was home without it. 
I feel guilty about not going to get it for my mum but that's how teenagers especially, think. They only consider themselves. 


Friday 18th February 1994

I went to Bradford and met my current girlfriend SC. SC was with her friend Vicky. I didn't like her and she didn't like me. My girlfriend played the control game with me as usual as she said "mine's a pint of bitter."
"The bar's over there" I replied. 
She always seemed to presume that I would fund her nights out if I was with her. That bugged me and it meant I had to put my foot down with her. She tried to rule my night out by dictating which pub I went to. I refused to go to the stated pub amd she said "Fuck off then, don't!" 
But with that she didn't leave me behind. We went to further different pubs and the power struggle played out further by my talking to her mates more. Hey, I'm the one with a job and money, I realised. 
It all culminated in Tumblers nightclub as always. Two of my ex's were present and my current girlfriend was obviously working her way towards being the next on that list. My girlfriend decided to stay out late with her friends and get the night rider bus home at two am. 
I meanwhile shared a taxi with my ex LM. 

Saturday 19th February 1994

At 2pm I drive down and picked up SC. I'd only been seeing SC for two weeks so there was always the thought that things would swing towards fun. I took her to Pizza Hut and then to my local village pub where my father joined us for a drink. I took SC home at 3am. 
When I arrived home I re read a letter that I had received that morning from SB the girlfriend a the previous saga. This ex girlfriends letter was a keepsake that I half enjoyed but it was also a reminder of what went wrong against my wishes. 

Sunday 20th February 1994

I picked up my girlfriend again at 2 pm and we just sat in my room and watched a hell of a lot of tv followed by 'Misery'. My diary says that she seemed less frosty today as I got her to talk about ex boyfriends. I noted that she seemed more cuddly. I dropped her off at home and was in bed myself for 11:37pm.

The weather became snowy over the next few days. I struggled to get to and from my workplace all week. But all that was on my mind through this period was:
A/ my current girlfriend SC.
B/ my ex girlfriend SB's letters to me.
C/ my ex girlfriend LM's postcards etc 

I had fragments of attention from these sources but nothing substantial. I was always on the lookout for the next offer. One of the problems with this situation was that if I met a girl at all, she went to the same club as me and all my previous ex's who I had different levels of success with. Even after finishing with a girl I would string her along to try and have my ego massaged if possible. Sadly the rule seemed to always be that the girls who I had no interest in, wanted me. The ones I wanted didn't find me desirable for more than a week. 
Sods law. 

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