Year View| Sunday 28 September 2003 (Day View)

28.09.2003 – Sunday 28 September

Evening: • I drove down to the Smith Road newsagent, cashed Joe’s winnings, and bought him some more scratchies.
Night: • I caught a train into the city, and ended up eating expensive pasta with an expensive Italian name, which must have translated to “bland pasta with bland mushrooms with a bland ultra-mild cheese”. However, it did do a good job of filling me, and got me out of the house.
: • What I didn’t do was my assignment. After last night, I decided I’d be foolish even to think about it.

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