808 State
Last weekend turned out to be as eventful as Shamania and again for all the wrong reasons.
I visited my ex-girlfriend in Leeds to go to unity day and it was also a chance to discuss the relationship and the things that went wrong during and after Shamania. I arrived on Saturday morning and we had a relaxing time until we both tried some 2CB and went to the park for the dog show. By then Lesley was not feeling well (yet again) and the noise of the dub tent next to the dog show was too loud. So we went back home and had an intense experience in front of Doctor Who. At one point I thought we were going to get together again.
We went back to the park later on, danced, met some people and one of them - Paul went back with us and later damaged the smoke alarm. Then the three of us went to the West Indian Centre to see 808 State. It was packed and we had to queue to get in. It was worth it and Graeme Massey put on class tune after class tune. Lesley decided to snog one or two other guys. By then I had come to the decision that I just wanted to be friends with her. 808 State was a DJ act rather than a live PA and their music varied from classic hits to newer electro-orientated music. We were off on one and had a whale of a time. At 5am we left and I was so tired that all I thought about was sleep (I was having a lot of problems sleeping the previous week with a wheezy cough and hay fever).
Then back at Lesley's flat when I was off my face listening to 'Blue Monday' on my ipod a vision of Geshe-la (from my Buddhist years and a great spiritual healer) came into my vision and I sensed that something was going to happen. Lesley appeared but I didn't take notice. Then I went to the loo and realised that she had a visitor...oh that visitor (her sexual healer). Now she had not had any close encounters with this guy for 3 years so we thought it was over. We were wrong. The decadence of the next few hours was a bit too much and I got some sleep in the lounge.
Early evening and time for me to leave (the other guy was still there with her sleeping in her bed). All the stuff in the lounge had been moved around earlier on. On the way I had realised that I had forgotten my coach ticket and ran back. I had to knock loudly several times (the intercom did not work) and once in I took a coach ticket from the floor, said my goodbyes again and then got stood up by the next bus not arriving. At the coach station I prepared to get the next coach but could not get a new ticket (it was Sunday and memories of being refused on the coach returned). At the cashpoint I realised that I had left my debit card on a seat in the waiting area. I ran back only to find it gone. I panicked big time and was reduced to begging for 2 quid to make the money up.
Then things got better at last. I found a book on one of the coffee tables and was eventually allowed onto the coach after waiting because the coach was nearly full (totally full by the time I got on). On the coach I called Deano, got the ticket cancelled and got hope safely thank God. Now I definately do not want to get back together with her.
I visited my ex-girlfriend in Leeds to go to unity day and it was also a chance to discuss the relationship and the things that went wrong during and after Shamania. I arrived on Saturday morning and we had a relaxing time until we both tried some 2CB and went to the park for the dog show. By then Lesley was not feeling well (yet again) and the noise of the dub tent next to the dog show was too loud. So we went back home and had an intense experience in front of Doctor Who. At one point I thought we were going to get together again.
We went back to the park later on, danced, met some people and one of them - Paul went back with us and later damaged the smoke alarm. Then the three of us went to the West Indian Centre to see 808 State. It was packed and we had to queue to get in. It was worth it and Graeme Massey put on class tune after class tune. Lesley decided to snog one or two other guys. By then I had come to the decision that I just wanted to be friends with her. 808 State was a DJ act rather than a live PA and their music varied from classic hits to newer electro-orientated music. We were off on one and had a whale of a time. At 5am we left and I was so tired that all I thought about was sleep (I was having a lot of problems sleeping the previous week with a wheezy cough and hay fever).
Then back at Lesley's flat when I was off my face listening to 'Blue Monday' on my ipod a vision of Geshe-la (from my Buddhist years and a great spiritual healer) came into my vision and I sensed that something was going to happen. Lesley appeared but I didn't take notice. Then I went to the loo and realised that she had a visitor...oh that visitor (her sexual healer). Now she had not had any close encounters with this guy for 3 years so we thought it was over. We were wrong. The decadence of the next few hours was a bit too much and I got some sleep in the lounge.
Early evening and time for me to leave (the other guy was still there with her sleeping in her bed). All the stuff in the lounge had been moved around earlier on. On the way I had realised that I had forgotten my coach ticket and ran back. I had to knock loudly several times (the intercom did not work) and once in I took a coach ticket from the floor, said my goodbyes again and then got stood up by the next bus not arriving. At the coach station I prepared to get the next coach but could not get a new ticket (it was Sunday and memories of being refused on the coach returned). At the cashpoint I realised that I had left my debit card on a seat in the waiting area. I ran back only to find it gone. I panicked big time and was reduced to begging for 2 quid to make the money up.
Then things got better at last. I found a book on one of the coffee tables and was eventually allowed onto the coach after waiting because the coach was nearly full (totally full by the time I got on). On the coach I called Deano, got the ticket cancelled and got hope safely thank God. Now I definately do not want to get back together with her.
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