My Teeth Kill

It’s 2.15am.

‘Caislean Oir’ – Clannad

Me teeth are killing me.  I’ve had loads o’ tablets an’ they ain’t done nowt.  I think I’ve already had too many, but I’m having some more and I’m off to bed.  I thought I’d better tell you, in case it kills me. 

Goodbye…

Later:

11pm.

‘Moonchild’ – King Crimson

No.  I’m alive, but I’m probably dying cos of the amount of pain killers I’ve taken during today.

Yes.  Last nite was sleepless and awful.  Cos o’ my bastard tooths.  When I did sleep, I dreamt about Monica Roseman.  I wish she’d contact me.  I want to help her.  I hope she’s okay. 

I eventually got up at 9.45am, and a letter from Flash had arrived.  He’s written to BMW, telling her she’d better get in touch with me or everyone will die. 

Right. 

He wants me to write to Dodo to tell her to get in touch with him.  Okay.  I will.

‘Wishing Well’ – Free

In town, I felt ace, like my image had pulled a real fast one on the rest of the universe.  My hair was ‘fooking ess’ and my new black/red shirt looks ace.  I met Sophie at 2pm and she’d brought along her 3 year old nephew, William.  He was a bloody handful, I can tell you.  Sophie’s really changed, and she told me I have as well.  She seems much more maternal now, but wants a sex change so she can take up a professional football career.  It seems we have drifted a little, but we all change.  And I’m changing even now, becoming a better-dressed person.  I talked to her about BMW, and, as they go to the same school, she’s going to tell BMW to write to me.  I bet you BMW won’t even make an effort.  Sophie told me that BMW and Mark are now a ‘school joke’ as Mark never mixes with his mates now and BMW never mixes with hers.  They are always together, just the two of them, all over each other. 

‘Head over heels,’ said Sophie.

Still, I enjoyed Sophie’s company.  I expect she hated mine, cos I was in complete agony all day due to my bloody toothache.

She says she’ll ring me in the week.

SEX

‘In The Rain (Session)’ – Jesus and Mary Chain

In town, I bought the new J+MC 7-inch double pack of ‘April Skies’…

…and some black shades.  I also ordered the ‘Sunshine Miner’ 12-inch by Zodiac Motel from Fourth Dimension.  It should arrive by next Saturday.  And hopefully, Andy, who works at Freddie’s yard, went to Peterborough today.  He told me that if he did, he’d get me an Alien Sex Fiend record if I gave him the money (which I did).  Hope he has!

Tomorrow, I’ll buy some new tight black jeans.  Again.

I’ve spent the rest of the afternoon in bed, due to my lack of sleep last nite.  It also soothed my mind and helped me ignore my toothache.

Time for bed proper now.

God.  My teeth kill.

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