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Year View| Summary| Highlights| Month View| Thursday 12 August 2004 (Day View)
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12.08.2004 – Thursday 12 August – Walking Tall
- Earlier
- • For an eight o’clock start, well it went, and there I was. To be feared are Algorithms & Data Structures, for suck they do. Impossible was the tutorial, and wholesome the answers thereof.
- Later
- • Clint was visited, and Clus was on fire for great hilarity – “Codename Eagle”, it is so good. Oh, and the zeppelin, funny he was, and so big.
- More Later
- • Run we did, catch the bus we did, and to Indooroopilly we went. “Walking Tall” was seen, and too short it was. But fun we had, Kieran, Clus, Clint and I.
- Much More Later
- • Moreover and furthermore, to bed I shall go – for whosoever cares, tired I am.
- Comment by richard strawman – Friday 13 August 2004, 2:05 AM
- GO AWAY SAM I AM