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05.05.2006 23:41 EDT
It's 4am in the morning. I'm wide awake and feeling dreadful. Twelve hours earlier I was literally "alive with the joys of living". What's happened in the meantime? I mean, just the one pint with a colleague after work, it was meant to be. You probably know the rest. Four hours later I was staggering home off my face. Used to do it quite regularly and suffered the consequences as part of the fun. But tonight, this headache and feeling of nausea is a big deal. See, getting hammered no longer has an appeal and you really must keep up the training if you want to be a binge drinker. Twice a month doesn't count anymore. It's a sad fact, a nice cup of tea was even appealing before the event. I don't think I do pubs anymore. Especially if it makes me so sad I'm writing this at four in the morning. Oh yeah, the pic was taken at The Bikers Weekend in Paignton last week. Now that was a seriously wicked time ... And hardly a drink passed my lips. Goodnight.
Think u could do wit the magic coffee.X
06.05.2006 06:52 EDT,

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