Wahey!

Tuesday, 24th December 1996

Morning, you boozy snoggers! Top craic at the Christmas Party or what? I'm still a tad peshed, the line above this one took me five minutes to type.

Need more coffee.

For those of you who stayed over: HOW much for a sausage? And the staff - what a miserable bahnch of cahnts, not a Merry Christmas from any of them!

But what a great night, A & I haven't got that airsoled in ages. And I haven't seen so many unexpected tongue sarnies since the last student May Ball. Much comedy goings-on. And I'm very flattered you liked the poem - shucks, you guys!

Keep taking the Resolve.

(Hangover's started just now - I feel like a pig has shat in my head)