12 May 2005
paree
demain je serais a paris, forcement, je ne serais pas ici. essayez-vous de ne pas vous inquieter trop. je suis bientot de retour. si vous voulez une carte-postale, envoyez moi votre address, si vous preferez un cadeau, envoyez moi cinq euros, si vous voulez une vrai surprise donnez moi votre numero de carte et je vous promet de ne jamais t'inquieter plus.
11 May 2005
palimp bdo
Well that was a rather splendid day. A couple of token gestures towards art and literature then the rest of the day drinking ourselves garrulous in London pubs. When else can you go out with people called Wav, Col, Gil, Bak & Digger?
Eleven of us from the www.palimpsest.org.uk site met up today. Everyone seemed younger than their avatars suggested and we even enjoyed the disembodied presence of Mr Self via photo messaging.
All agreed after the first three drinks that we were all smashing and special. 'Special' came to mean different things by the end of the day! Some people were 'awww', some 'heeeee' and still others a combination of 'whaa?' and 'yes but i mean why er what .....?'
Roll on the next Big Day Out.
Eleven of us from the www.palimpsest.org.uk site met up today. Everyone seemed younger than their avatars suggested and we even enjoyed the disembodied presence of Mr Self via photo messaging.
All agreed after the first three drinks that we were all smashing and special. 'Special' came to mean different things by the end of the day! Some people were 'awww', some 'heeeee' and still others a combination of 'whaa?' and 'yes but i mean why er what .....?'
Roll on the next Big Day Out.
eyeball
Gone are the days of 1-2, 1-2 do you copy, are you up for an eyeball.
Today I'm off to meet up with a bunch of random individuals I only know through a highbrow internet site. If they turn out to be serial killers and I never appear again, let me say now that if I am to perish at the cruel hands of strangers then take comfort from the thought that they were at least well spoken and my last moments were probably taken up discussing literature and art. It's not a bad way to go.
Today I'm off to meet up with a bunch of random individuals I only know through a highbrow internet site. If they turn out to be serial killers and I never appear again, let me say now that if I am to perish at the cruel hands of strangers then take comfort from the thought that they were at least well spoken and my last moments were probably taken up discussing literature and art. It's not a bad way to go.
8 May 2005
culinary trimuphhhsplat
made the famous african peanut soup this evening followed by the promisingly delicious lemon tart by gordon ramsay. but the lemon didn't set so we ended up having savoury soup then sweet soup. the pastry was good and the lemon sauce ... unconventional but tasty.
this is not a criticism of gordon ramsay. don't sue me. i just can't get his lemon tart to firm up. this also is not a veiled insult to the man.
i ate two pieces as consolation and now i feel rather bloated.
a lemon yellow day.
this is not a criticism of gordon ramsay. don't sue me. i just can't get his lemon tart to firm up. this also is not a veiled insult to the man.
i ate two pieces as consolation and now i feel rather bloated.
a lemon yellow day.
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