Thursday, June 12th, 2003

This evening

Thursday, June 12th, 2003 12:57 am
caddyman: (Opus)
Tonight I promised myself no thoughts about writing.

The evening was spent in good company; [livejournal.com profile] caffeine_fairy, [livejournal.com profile] chomper99, [livejournal.com profile] bibliogirl, [livejournal.com profile] rotwang, and a number of people sans LJincluding Hayden and Maisie, Liz and Chris, Jane B, Carol (who actually is an LJer but God knows her nom de plume) and a chap in the corner whose name escapes me completely. Dave, I think... (sorry).

We hit the Chinese on Clapham High Street and decimated the duck population of South London. And much fun and frolic was had.

To the horror of those present, I was able to keep abreast of the footie by the simple expedient of having a mad Swede, resident in Stockholm, text me a running commentary and scores up date on the England - Slovakia game being played in Middlesbrough.

Isn't technology wonderful when it works?

When I get home around 11, I find that [livejournal.com profile] pax_draconis has not only recruited [livejournal.com profile] probablyscotty and [livejournal.com profile] lupercal (may God have mercy on their souls) into the NWO writing team, he has put together his initial thoughts on the Rome Tribunal.

So I just had to type out a page of political possibilities, didn't I?

I refer the learned counsel to my opening sentence above.

The prosecution rests. May God have mercy on my soul.

This evening

Thursday, June 12th, 2003 12:57 am
caddyman: (Opus)
Tonight I promised myself no thoughts about writing.

The evening was spent in good company; [livejournal.com profile] caffeine_fairy, [livejournal.com profile] chomper99, [livejournal.com profile] bibliogirl, [livejournal.com profile] rotwang, and a number of people sans LJincluding Hayden and Maisie, Liz and Chris, Jane B, Carol (who actually is an LJer but God knows her nom de plume) and a chap in the corner whose name escapes me completely. Dave, I think... (sorry).

We hit the Chinese on Clapham High Street and decimated the duck population of South London. And much fun and frolic was had.

To the horror of those present, I was able to keep abreast of the footie by the simple expedient of having a mad Swede, resident in Stockholm, text me a running commentary and scores up date on the England - Slovakia game being played in Middlesbrough.

Isn't technology wonderful when it works?

When I get home around 11, I find that [livejournal.com profile] pax_draconis has not only recruited [livejournal.com profile] probablyscotty and [livejournal.com profile] lupercal (may God have mercy on their souls) into the NWO writing team, he has put together his initial thoughts on the Rome Tribunal.

So I just had to type out a page of political possibilities, didn't I?

I refer the learned counsel to my opening sentence above.

The prosecution rests. May God have mercy on my soul.

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