Tuesday, 24th September 1996
Hello folks, wasn't in yesterday, religious holiday. It begins the night before with a take-out meal containing undercooked meats and a bottle of corked red wine. Once the feast is finished, we have to wait for the food to digest and react badly with the wine, before we give thanks by throwing up until about 4am. The Day of Further Illness and Recuperation follows.
Vernal equinox over the weekend. That's right; 12 hours of day, 12 hours of night. The dark now officially has dominion over the light.
Saw my first daddy-long-legs of the season on the train home last Friday. 1996 is gradually dropping down the Karpofsky scale.
kEEP SMILING
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