Tuesday, 18 November 2008

Drunk

"You've cheered up", said a fellow creative type.  I thought he meant after the first couple of bottles of red, but no, over the last six weeks.  Overall, I suspect I have.  
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Happier if fragile this morning.  Please don't let there be any need for blood tests today.  I'll come out three parts alcohol to one part Soho MSG.   End of a delightful era;  farewell writing course;  farewell Groucho.  I could always sign up for the next level ..
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Cat's sitting staring at his crunchies, hoping they magically transform into, what?  Chicken breasts? Lightly steamed trout?
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Never e-mail drunk.  Luckily my recipients know me of old, and there were only a couple.  Christ, I hope there were only a couple.  What possessed me?
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Must be off to meet Pp & Mr Trustworthy.

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