Persuaders - June 20 2002

Following the mammoth three hour chat the previous night, I thought
I would take a look again. And after a while a few people arrived to
chat. A little later when the others had dropped off or become confused
as to why they had dropped off the board, we were visited by a troll.
The troll appeared to be someone we knew but they didn't like D Bowie
much and were quite vociferous about it.

Little did the troll realise that there is no need to swear in front of
people who they don't even know.

We speculated as to the troll's identity, but they left and we were
none the wiser. However we do know their ISP....

More sleeping on top of the covers. Longhair strolled in at 12.15 am
fur out of place and ate biscuits furiously while I brushed him. I am
not sure if he lost the fight with the B&;W cat but he was annoyed
about something. Each of our cats and the vistors have their own
character and idiosyncasies. Sometimes it is like Big Brother and they
are all sitting about looking at each other like out of Reservoir
Dogs...

I heard that Jade packed her bags and wanted to go, after something
with Adele, but I didn't get around to watching as I was in chat. I did
ask whether Tim had been accepted yet but with all the shouting from
Alex who knows?

Work was better. Much better. I have Friday off.

A friend of mine who works in the States rang me, he's back in the UK
for a wedding and needs techno urrgently he told me. He goes on a
mission to find techno (which I admit I don't listen to) tomorrow (well
today actually as I write this)...

I will be watching the footie at my Mum and Dads. They live just down
the road from us and they have a cat as well as a dog. The cat stays at
home and I feed her when they are away.

The weather continues to be very hot, more sleeping on top of the
covers and taking ages to fall asleep and having confused dreams.
Sometimes I dream I am looking for something or there is some important
mission I have to go on. Sometimes I travel endlessly on the tube and
stop off for breakfast in a place I have never been.

Sometimes I might flirt with people I meet in my dreams, but have yet
to have a long indepth discussion with them. Can we go lucid? Is it
possible to control dreams?

When I was walking home from the station last night I was looking at
the colours of the steps I was walking on, and the grass and the trees,
and I wondered, if we are happy do we notice things more, we are
looking at other things instead of ourselves?

I could have been an engineer but I didn't go to college, and I wonder
if I would have been a good engineer. My Irish grandfather was an
armourer and made things in a shed at the bottom of the garden.