"I'M STARING THROUGH THE BLAME WINDOW AGAIN"

Sep 08, 2006 17:59

This morning I filmed my plastic E.T. having sex with a porcelain statue of The Queen Mother on my sister's camera phone. It's a short animation piece. I might put it on YouTube although technically it's not a video. The Queen Mother even gives the plastic E.T. a blow job. You've got to see it.

I'm not used to doing anything I don't want to do. Apart from going to the job centre once a fortnight my life is a dream. Debt ridden but it's still been a dream

This morning my Virgin Mary statue fell from the shelf and onto my sister's head. It cut her just above the eye.

I don't know why I did it but I booked a train ticket home on Monday. I did it a while ago so it would be £12.50. I clearly wasn't thinking. I like my Mum but if I never saw Oldham again it would be too soon. I hate the place and I've just about forgotten that I ever came from there. I'd say that about Manchester aswell. The whole of The North in fact. I don't want to be from anywhere anymore. It's not my identity. It's not me.
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