February 21, 2001
A mobile phone screams at me to awaken. I attempt to remove the brick from my forehead, but groggily realise that there physically isn’t anything there. I make an attempt to fight the heavy-duty gravity imposed upon the immediate space around my body, and ease myself out of the bed. An attempt to stand results [...]
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October 10, 2000
After my drunken weekend shenanigans, I decided to tell my mates at work about the Throwing Up In A Garbage Bin incident, but to modify it slightly. I decided I’d make it sound like I was genuinely sick, and that I was sick at Central train station instead of in the city itself. Big Mo: [...]
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