Wednesday and the last day of christmas shopping, at Truro.
Although I didn’t go to Truro for that reason, I was there on bussiness! After spending all night and morning finishing off the final samples for flyin times new site.
When I got to Truro after much wrangling in a town called Liskeard (some 40 miles away) unfortunatly the people who were meant to see the site in flyin time’s main outlet shop were… not home. No problem, many more things to do. Met up with a cool programmer guy who gave team dadako some work for a disability standards compliant site.
Got very drunk. Noticed how many of my friends drive when they are drunk (slightly worrying)
As I was talking to some friends of mine in a bar, my eyes suddenly rolled in the back of my head and lapsed into a much needed deep sleep. They huffed and they puffed but could not reawaken me! Eventually Damon (you’re rumbled!) took his lighter and proceeded to try and cook my finger in an attempt to rouse me!
Dazed and confused, I rose. There after I continued in my misshaps, falling asleap while waiting for my train, again on the train… like that till I arrived at my door.
oh fuck! christmas is coming! look out