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entry 33 - 13th December 01
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punch Craig David A bad start to the day: someone must have fiddled with my alarm/radio, changing the station, the volume and the wake up time. At 5 a.m. I was suddenly ripped from a brilliant dream by a 300 decibel explosion of Craig David, who was singing his own fucking name (as usual). This was followed by some god-awful reverbed-out plinkety-plink Enya abortion in which she rhymed Ocean with Emotion. Too annoyed to get back to sleep, I lay for a few more hours in bed, staring at the ceiling. When I finally got up I fired up my crappy old 386 PC and did this:
See you tomorrow
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