Saturday, September 21, 2002

Righto before anyone gets arsey I know absinth doesn't make the heart grow stronger, but fonder. It probably does neither, on my 4th now so it's just making me burble shite, like I've just found the top of a bottle of Pelorus ( Cloudy Bay), and before you worry dears it was vintage , none of the common stuff, narf narf, sorry. Amazing I looked out the window about 2 hours ago expecting it to be completely dead and there were hundreds of people outside, living in the centre of London can throw you, wasn't that loud, right must be sleep time now.

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