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2005-01-17..4:05 p.m.
Here is the non-skewwhiff version of Friday�s Part Two. It was a little shaky there for a moment, but it seems to be sorted now. I don�t literally mean here as in on this page, I meant as in that was the link to the non skewwhiff version. (I�m a little pre-emptive today.)(I�m also a little pmsy today.) 1. One of the directors to the company I work at cut his finger testing a juicer at Selfridges this weekend. He apparently put it, �where it wasn�t supposed to go.� If he were talking about the part with the blades and the rotation and the juicing, he might be right.2. I bought a bike on Sunday on Brick Lane. If you know of any little girl missing a rusted pink Apollo-Balmoral complete with bell, kickstand and banana-seat, you can tell her too bad. I�m not giving it back. She should have bought a better lock, is all.3. Before I bought the bike on Sunday from Brick Lane I was accosted by Scary Secret Underground Police*. I have a bad habit of doing that, but this turned out to be even worse than Scary Czech Secret Metro Police. I had only bought a child�s ticket and played the ignorant student card (SPOT! THE! IRONY!)(being that I have no student card) claiming also to have left my student card at home. Thanks to some much faster thinking that I ever managed to exhibit in Prague, now one Anna Schlegel of The Empty Flat Three Doors Down From My Old House will be receiving a notice of litigation in a months time. Though I nearly shat myself (purple), I�m really quite proud of this little adventure. I should take up memorising postal codes and selling them. *Like reconnaissance police, but hairier. This is much better than M fared a couple of weeks ago when he got stopped at London Bridge and not only did they ask for a (fake) name and a (fake) address, BUT ALSO the number of a (fake) landlord when M couldn�t remember his (fake) postal code. That was when he bolted.4. The Bishops will be joining the Greenwich Pirates night tonight at the New Cross Inn. They will be fabulous, and I swear this time I won�t hyperventilate.
****meep
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