Sunday 7th September 2003
Erm . . . right. Not sure if it was the quantity of quality of alcohol that I drank last night but, either way, I woke up today with an appalling hangover.
Seemed the best course of action was to sleep it off. Finally woke up . . . erm . . . some time after 3pm, feeling much, much better for
it. Stayed in last night with M****. Anna came over, swiftly followed by Mouse and Simon . . . and then, later on, Tania and Paul. Yeah . . .
it was a good night . . . only needing about ten candles to illuminate my cellar. Is that how you tell it was a good night? I'm sorry?
Why you mention the ten candles? Is that a problem? Can I not mention candles now? Of course you can, but it was just the way you said, "It
was a good night", followed by the ten candle thing . . . it was just . . . you know, odd. Look, erm . . . can I . . . just save and
shut-down? But you've hardly written anything. Wait a sec . . . initiate the landing procedure . . . I just saw a good site. But it's all ice
down there. No, trust me . . . ice coverage is only 78% and I could have sworn . . .
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