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30/09: small improvements category: general posted by: looby 4 comments hello again. thank you very much for your patience. a few days after i posted the last entry, i left my computer in the pub. thinking that no-one would want a slow, old machine running linux, i expected it to be handed in, but it's been reallocated. i have only in the last couple of days bought a "new" one. bristol's libraries give you only half an hour a day of access, which isn't long enough to polish my despatches. so thank you for bearing with me. wednesday evening before my first pay day on the friday, i received a message from my boss. it was written with the degree of consideration i am coming to expect from her. "looby, you won't be getting paid on friday." i had already put the landlord off for a fortnight, and i had a weekend in lancaster planned as soon as my money dropped in. in her apology-free message, she said that someone had entered my name incorrectly into the payroll. manual transcription errors, doggedly persisting into the digital age. i checked my contract for the company's obligations, and replied to me manager, saying that if i were not paid in full on friday i blustered, saying that i would start an action against the company in the bristol small claims court. i capitalised "action" to make me look threatening, although the actual effect was probably closer to pompous frustration. "we'll do our best to pay you," she replied. i woke up at 4am and checked my account. it was all there. later, i thanked my manager for sorting it out. she replied by stressing that a functionary in the payroll department had stayed late to get my wages to me, as if i owe them gratitude for their efforts in remedying their own fuck-up. i jumped on the first train to lancaster and got to wendy's at half past ten. we performed a clamp, a kiss shunted into the cheeks; tense with the imbalance, both of us spending the long moment trying to turn it into something else. she opened the wine and sat fiddling her fingers, but chatting openly. i sensed my weekend release probation i must not fuck this weekend up going round in my head. but already, i was falling, drinking too fast. on my way to check in to my b&b; in morecambe, i fell in with a dj pal who asked me in for a couple at the shipbuilder's arms. i left to go round to kitty's, where the plan was for the whole coterie, and wendy's auntie, to convene in a convivial convening. but in wendy's words, "[i] turned up absolutely shitfaced and went to bed, when you knew that wasn't was kitty wanted." i'd come off two weeks of shifts which involved getting up at 2.30am, but i can't use that as an excuse. it would have been better to have had a nap at my b&b.; i was woken with them drawing something on my face. i went downstairs to join the conversazione . i thought things were going reasonably well. then, from a trigger i can't remember, i stood up and said "i'm not welcome here. these constant criticisms," and attempted to stomp off, an act hindered by the fact that i couldn't find my shoes. i located them in kitty's bedroom, came back down and slammed the door on my way out. a more graceless leave-taking i have never pulled off. the following morning, i sent: apologising texts to wendy and kitty; a note to wendy's auntie, and the following day, a letter to wendy's dad, saying with a genuine force of meaning, that i am fed up of what my alcoholism is now doing. the place towards which i am steaming is a lonely place empty of my friends, whom i put so much unmeant effort into alienating. i've got to break this alcoholic's scratched record of mood-wrecking behaviour, followed by contrition, and flimsy promises which convince no-one. self-censure doesn't work; neither does that of others. admonishments about health and cancer risks don't work. leaving my debit card at home and not taking any money out with me is ineffective: i shoplift from the shops that are easiest. there is always money for drink. the one thing that has worked in the past, when i tried it briefly a couple of years ago, is microdosing with lsd. it's indicated in the more marginal psychiatric literature for alcoholism. i'm not interested in a redemptive, quasi-religious conversion process which conflates moral improvement with the a relinquishment of pleasure. microdosing doesn't ask for an heroic narrative of the non-drinking alcoholic, trumpeting every drinkless day as a triumph. reformed alcoholics are as boringly prolix as the loosed drunkard, but less interesting. we were in oxfordshire, so i should have expected trouble. he asked me if i had iced coffee, and then, peppermint tea. he made a great show of sighing about their absence. as i am a courteous person, i said "yeah right, we've got both of those, you fucking poncy-arsed oxfordshire wanker," which fortunately came out as "no i'm sorry we don't have either of those. we've got normal tea though." i deliberately chose the word "normal" because i knew that he doesn't want to be seen as normal in front of other people. the highest award of stupidity is not knowing when other people see you as a self-important wanker. but then, in another way, it's a win-win situation. he feels a pride that someone he sees as inferior in class can't cater to his fine choices, and i feel a corresponding class superiority in him being too thick to understand that i see through all his fragile pretension. getting off the train, we were both pleased with ourselves. 19/08: who is the knob man? category: general posted by: looby 15 comments i discuss the call girl plan with my friends. wendy: "you're not exactly putting your best feminist foot forward there are you? but you'll do what you want to do, won't you?" her tone was both critical and resigned. kitty didn't seem interested, at least not to my face: "mmmm. ok. right." and then she changed the subject. kim: "good idea. yes, make it simple. a straightforward exchange. how much? that's a bit high looby." helen: "oh god looby. oh dear. no prostitute goes into that willingly. no little girl has ever said she wants to have paid sex with men when she grows up." "it's alright for you helen. you [women] can turn it off. no-one has tried harder than me to get a sexual and romantic partner. so i'm giving up, and i'm paying for a poor simulacrum of what i would like." "[...] well, with a bit of luck helen, what remains of my inner feminist will be so disgusted by the circumstances surrounding it that i will abjure any further involvement in the prossie business, and i will be applauded back into the sexless fold with my thin moral sheen shining." so in sum, i'm justifying what is often considered an immoral and misogynist act with a mixture of self-pity and specious reasoning that i deserve sex, asserting that it's a woman's job to service my sex drive. if i heard this from anyone else, i'd be critical of it, but when it's oneself, there are limitless little rhetorical tricks and exceptions that one can use to evade facing the moral problem. on my own in the smoking area. it's quieter. i'm on the phone to my daughter with a money saving split ticket wangle i've worked out to get from lancaster to gatwick. it's quite complicated. knobman comes out and stands a few feet behind me so that he can get lung cancer and stink. me: [...] so, you'll arrive at new st at 0805. knobman: 0806 me: and then you get the 0833 to banbury. knobman: 0834 me: and then you just stay on the same train and there's a separate ticket to reading, and so you get to reading at 1024. knobman: 1025 i've had enough now. i turn round and turn up my lancashire accent, before knobman receives my ejaculation. me: can you not shut the fuck up? knobman's friend looks embarrassed, and knobman goes quietly. kim rang today, telling me in an untypically bright tone that she's had a good seeing to from the pub landlord. she follows it up with a text in which she says "we seem to be dating!" she never uses exclamation marks. i s

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