Wednesday, September 10, 2003

Welcome to Plessey

Well it stopped raining.

That could really be it for today but I should write something else. Just typing this seems very weird, like a cross between proper touch typing and Riviera Gigolo's two-finger style. Maybe I have been taken over by the ghost of a long-dead journalist. Reading past posts - perhaps not.

Off to read something interesting as opposed to writing something boring.

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