Xanana
Kate and I are in the union's Cafe Xanana, wasting time. One of the staff just tried to give us more food. I long for sausage and onion. I see Russ and his girlfriend, a gay couple, another couple, another couple, and a random. It's so damned coupley in here, in fact, that I may have to go and write my presentation on Private Email in the Workplace instead.
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Re: Re: Xanana
Baseless lies. Drowned rats, indeed. It was a touch of light drizzle. You <em>mongoose</em>.
Re: Xanana
This entry caused me to get very wet walking back from said Xanana's. If we had left earlier (i.e. when we said and before Paul decided to write this entry) we would have been home before the heavens opened and we resembled drowned rats. Being a slight technophobe, i struggled to see the benefits of updating a blog via a mobile phone - today my suspicions have been confirmed and I know there are none!
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