hi monkey

It's just me and the cat today.



I called in sick to a meeting I was supposed to attend this afternoon.
I am moderately hung over and feeling cold/stuffed up.

Last night we went to the Railway Club. A random band covered Paper Planes. Tony wrote "remember Sammy Jankis" on my hand. I launched a full pint of pale ale into my own lap by stepping on the base of our uneven table and the night was pretty much over.