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< pingu baseball day | posted at 5:00 pm on January 22, 2004 >

i have spent the day at work doing the following things:

* answering personal emails
* playing pingu baseball (go to http://REMOVE1337-face.dk/pingvin.htm)... can anyone beat 323.5? Email me a screenshot)
* listening to michael jackson's number ones (and every now and then a bit of guy sebastian, u2, incubus and a weeny bit of delta)
* fighting various workmates with 'light sabers' or rather cardboard cylinders
* popping out every now and then to sit on the railing of our fire escape and check out how the cricket is going (currently at 3/140 in the 28th over, India batting)

suffice to say i have done very leetle work today. by leetle i mean leeeeetle. then i lay down on the couch for about half an hour. my back hurt! i claim it as sick leave. for 2003. that unused bit.

tomorrow it is eleanor's birthday drinks, i plan on having fun and getting drunk, how long has it been since i've been drunk? very long, is the answer. how long has it been since i've had a pash? october, ok, that's not too long by my standards, but ugh! maybe i should try and pick up? (oh, but it never works).

life is bland. i have nothing to say. i don't feel anything now. i don't really care about anything, either. in short, bland sucks, ergo, life sucks. see you tomorrow.

those last five
- - June 13, 2008
hidden - August 14, 2006
it's not me, it's you - January 30, 2006
boring. Sorry. not really. - December 22, 2005
twenty-one - December 09, 2005