Monday, 6th January 1997
A very happy birthday to Caroline, who is nineteen today! May you return many happy... um, things. Do excuse my lack of perspicacity, I downed a bottle of Mezcal on the train and I'm still picking bits of hallucinogenic worm out of my teeth. The walls are not melting, the room is not spinning, but everything seems to be subdividing into tiny cubes which spin round to reveal a differently textured surface before reassembling into the original shape, and this is happening about fifty times a minute.
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Did you know that if all the girls in Essex were laid end to end, no-one would be the least bit surprised? Thank you Dorothy Parker.
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And remember;
Money be tight, and time may fly,
Laughs few and far between,
Friendships flicker, sputter and die,
The world seems cruel and mean
The downward spirals never end
Except in sorrow and failure.
Cheer up, and don't go round the bend:
At least you've got genitalia!
Love y'all.
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