Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Oranjeboom, you'll be the death of me. Cheap Dutch lager, Some Like It Hot and Chicken Kiev. Plus a few too many capital letters. The kind of stuff to keep you going and make you believe that tonight is going to be a good 'un. Where much drink shall, inevitably, be involved. I wonder if I could get through a night without some kind of alcoholic drink passing.

Being watched over my shoulder writing this by someone who could easily read it anyway once it's published and yet I still feel self-conscious. How stupid. And now if anyone else I know reads this I should also feel self-conscious. I hope you're aware of this. However, men in drag, childhood memories and an evening out await.

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