Confused, Are We Not?

‘Big A Little A’ – Crass

Happy Birthday, Jack!  Now a teenager, he enters a life of zits, depression and awful music.  (YES, HE’S GOT ALL 3 – Ritcherd  1992 xx)

Hiya!

Babies ‘n’ stuff!

I had the morning off today, to look after my baby brother, Chip.

This afternoon I went into Tech for my Elective.

You know what?  My fave groups are: Sex Fiend, Nephilim, Jezebel, Sisters and ZoMo.  But I’m into Punk, i.e. The Sex Pistols, Crass and othersuch violence/non-violence.  Varied stuff.  But now I’ve got a slight taste for ‘Trash’/’Junk’ Punk, i.e. Sputnik and some Billy Idol.  Even a tiny bit of Toyah.  I’m mad on Sputnik; they’re one of my fave groups. 

‘Alone Again Or’ – The Damned

I rang Naomi tonight.  She was jolly and nice.  She’s got my letter and thinks Alex would kill me if he found out about me ‘n’ Naomi getting it off.  She was too pissed on Saturday to take things too seriously, by the way.  She thought the letter was good, but she feels confused, cos she knows I love her.  Her mate’s still jealous of her, cos she still fancies me, and Naomi’s told her I’m only mad on Naomi, no one else.  Even so, Naomi thinks I shouldn’t get too hung up about her (Naomi).  She almost tells me I need another girlfriend like BMW, but knows she’d only get jealous.  Naomi and me are quite confused, are we not? 

As we finished, she said, ‘I don’t want you leaving the ‘phone and saying “oh god”, ‘n’ getting depressed…’ 

I said I wouldn’t. 

And I haven’t.  I’m happy.  I’m happy we’re friends!

Well, I won’t expect to hear any more from her until next Monday or Tuesday.  Bloody hell…

Life’s a riot, innit?

I’m slowly building a mild rapport with Nyall, following months of ‘savage’ ‘bitchery’.

‘Marian (Albert Hall)’ – The Sisters of Mercy

My hair, wild like flames…

My body unburnt, but burning with a spectral fire.  I am all points, talons and leaves of fire…

                      

    The

ESSENCE

                                                                                       OF…

                              Naomi (A CRAB!)

in-joke…

Astra Trellis

4

Peter Cushing!

Hey Hey!

Let’s all be Goths

and watch BATMAN!

Bald shadows/cheekbones growl/bone-toothed/bulging anger…

Vampiric expressionistic…

WHAT RITCHERD IS UP TO IN 1986

WHAT RITCHERD IS UP TO IN 1985

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Next time: ‘Young Limbs and Numb Hymns…’