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6/6/2005
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Transport
Transport's
a lot easier now that I keep my practice amp at home and the
performance kit with the band. All I have to do is turn up with the
guitar. But this week we've got a gig in Newcastle, so I thought I'd
stop off in Durham and have a look at the Uni where I'm supposed to be
going for my interview, which is soon.
I don't believe it, but
Dave turned up at home yesterday, just rang the bell and asked me out.
I said no, but he hung around in a creepy sort of way, even after I
closed the door on him. When I went out half an hour later, he ran up
and moaned on about how much he missed me and how sorry he was and
everything, I was nearly screaming because I couldn't get rid of him. I
finally agreed to meet him at the Long Acre pub tomorrow, but only to
keep him quiet. I won't actually go, because we've got a band practice.
Then I fell asleep on the Tube again. I must look like some kind of alcoholic dosser.
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