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Robert Wells or Mr Waters
Date: 11.16 pm, Wednesday 15th October, 2003
Subject: Welcome to the turf war
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Music:Handbags and Gladrags
I feel like, well, a pinball in a pinball machine.

My mum reckons my dad is jealous of the relationship I have with her, so he's being extra nice to me and being really "I'll set you up with everything you need and I'll be down this weekend to move you in" while I'm desperately trying to tell him that I don't want to move in this weekend and I don't know how high the ceilings are and I don't know how I'll want to redecorate yet. But it's nice when I know he cares. He's been ill today and I've helped him at work but he's still trying to be nice. Which is good. I'm trying hard to reciprocate.

Today I have made:
1 Beef Stew
20 Roast Potatoes
14 Cups of Tea
1 Fool of Myself
6 Bottles of Apple Juice
50 Pallets
1 Steak Pie
1 Rhubarb Flopover
0 Decisions
1 Discovery (it was Colonel Mustard with the Dagger in the Drawing Room)

I've had a long dip in the hot tub (which has finally sorted my shoulders out after last weeks dancing) while my mother was phoning a friend who has had effectively turf war problems which should have been simple but have escalated and now she's into discussions over dissolving her business.

But that is stressing my mother even if she doesn't want to show it. And so did the estate agent and I'm glad she carries rescue remedy. And she believes in it.

Dancing tomorrow. Tate Friday. Show Saturday. Parents Sunday. My calender is suddenly full.

Does anyone else get that thing where you phone someone up and you talk and it all seems nice but then they're trying to go and you finally hang up and all you want to do is ring them back to apologise for taking up their time and talking such drivle? And if you ever did, you'd hang up from that and want to phone them back and apologise for making such a stupid phone call. And then you'd want to apologise for apologising all the time. No wonder I'm scared of phones.

And I came up for a rough idea for this radio play. Guy and girl in love, as 'twere, and he leaves some idle notion on her answerphone, say he promises to take her to Malibu. Next thing you know, her lawyer's on the phone demanding the tickets. I'll start writing once I'm in the new place. I hope.

Jarbollocks. Too many things I would write here but taste, decency and respect prevent me from doing so. See? I'm trying to reform.
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User: spangle_kitten
Date: 2.21 am, Thursday 16th October, 2003 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
The phone thing- oh yes! Especially when you were in a good mood before and you ring up and something they say makes you feel guilty for being all happy and bouncy and suddenly you're depressed!

To be honest I HAVE called people back and appologised...which makes it worse, so don't!
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Apathys Last Kiss
User: turpentinekissx
Date: 2.54 am, Thursday 16th October, 2003 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
almost every phone call to a friend I have goes like that, and I hate ending calls so I always mess it up either by talking too much or cutting people off abruptly.

Where in London are you moving too?
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Robert Wells or Mr Waters
User: weaselspoon
Date: 10.12 am, Friday 17th October, 2003 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Wilesdon Green. You will of course be invited to the housewarming whenever that may be.
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Robert Wells or Mr Waters
User: weaselspoon
Date: 10.12 am, Friday 17th October, 2003 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
P.S. The new place will be on NTL. I can almost taste the speed already.
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