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December 9th, 2001

Big whoop-de-do. @ 08:50 pm

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Current Music: Underworld: 1996 - Live At The Reading Festival

Last night I went to a party where lots of people imbibed vast quantities of alcohol. I hadn't had myself a boozefest for a while, so it was nice. The Drama didn't even kick in until about midnight (three-four hours or so after people started drinking), which was nice. I ended up being moderately tipsy and went home around 6am.

I woke up around 3pm, and was sorta supposed to go to the Naughty Santa's Black Market around 6, but the friends I was supposed to go with never called, so I ended up eating mediocre sushi instead.

I'm now at the office where there are infinite amounts of coffee to be had, and I'm half-heartedly trying to cajole my webcam to work under unix so I don't have to have Yet Another Machine on or under my desk. Whee!

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Date:December 12th, 2001 03:13 am (UTC)

I'd 'a called you, but I don't know your number . . .

Sorry; I barely got Ted to remember what we were doing, at the last minute, and almost had to take the train. Making plans while drunk, inadvisable in the first place, should always involve a pen and an easy-to-remember area of one's skin . . .

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