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entry 45 - 28th December 01
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an idea Party at Suzie's. Angela was there, in a mega huggy mode - I think she'd done some Ecstasy. She was hanging off me when Tim-Tom walked in. As soon as she saw him Angela detatched herself, but it was too late: he'd already seen. Angela gathered her bag and jacket together and followed Tim-Tom out the door, into the night outside. Most of the rest of the evening was, for me, taken up with an extreme sense of unease. Firstly that Tim-Tom might return and do something to me, and, secondly, that wherever he'd gone he had Angela with him - and he might be doing something to her. I drank quite a bit, smoked a hell of a lot of weed, and had a few lines of Geordie's coke, but the effect I got from the mixture wasn't particularly pleasant: there were minor echoes of the drug Tim-Tom had given me, the drug I took two days ago. It must still be in my system, I decided. I eventually retired to the bean-bag room at the back, where I sprawled with Brendan and Tony (who looks like Tricky). We smoked more weed and talked bollocks for a while, including a brief dialogue on the Palestinians and the Israelis...
And on it went. But as far as I was concerned at that
moment the Palestinians and the Israelis could both go and fuck themslves...
the conversation had given me the idea of how to deal with Tim-tom.
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Tony:
I'm totally for the Palestinians.
