Yesterday started off really pish. I went and bought more booze and went down to Tomb St Carpark where all the Emo kids hang out but it was too pish for them to be out so I sat by myself listening to cars passing overhead. Then I took a walk out Corporation Square and watched the boats leave. Lucky bastards...
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There's still no sign of Battle Cat. I started getting worried that maybe he'd bitten someone, then he'd get put down, even though he's only a puppy still and he'd only do it if he was scared or a bit mad with hunger. Me and Fabian searched all weekend. In a way there was something...
I broke into the Death Owl's today. I went round and knocked his door and waited for hours but he never showed up. I went round the back of the house and bust in. It was easy enough done. Houses round the Holy Lands are made out of plywood and spit. Fabian's old room has loads of pictures pinned...
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Filed under: Belfast, Fabian Wildman, Betty Blue, Fat Rab, Hooka, robes, The Death Owl, Mr Ponti, susan jeffers, holy lands, grimoires, feel the fear and do it anyway, motivation, self help