I have made a dreadful error of judgement.
Between the hours of 8 and 4:30 this morning my good friend A. Harris and I poured a vat of scotch down our throats.
I went to sleep about 5ish and was at work for our weekly sales/production conference at 8:30.
Sometime in the 2 hours of sleep I managed, someone came into my house, and without me knowing, took a shit in my skull.
Please let the day end... 
Monday, September 05, 2005
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How dare someone come into your house and do that, in your skull, of all places!
Maybe you should get new locks on your doors?
I know.
Dreadful.
Hope you feel better soon
Thanks to the soothing action of Nurofen extra strength and the nourishment of charcoal chicken, I'm feeling a great deal better.
Mmm.. yum. Or you could always just start drinking again! Ive heard that's great for hangovers.
What's so weird Mike????
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