Awoke this morning surrounded by firemen, all looking down at me as if I was the wierd one.

It took a few seconds for it to dawn on me that I fell asleep in a fire engine last night.

Got home around one, checked on the pickled items. They're coming along fine. I particularly proud of my pickled cd-writing pen.

1. Smoked? Yes ( Read more... )

Today i devoured a pasty from within Jeremy Paxman'z Porche. I think it was chicken and mushroom.

Have made several hundred mistakes this week. Live Journal is a bad idea.

Have purchased a monkey from the interweb. His name is Stephan and he's from Switzerland! Can't wait to bugger his face off.

Woke this morning surrounded by circus acrobats in Van Halen t shirts. The wound on my head is healing. Crab paste soup for lunch, no teeth anymore. Perhaps another day will bring less crab paste soup. I don't even fucking like it. Could murder a curry ( Read more... )