The day after the night before…
Monday 9th August, 2004 | 11:26 amMy word, last night, well, yesterday in it’s entirety, didn’t happen. It can’t have. Except I woke up around 6A.M, somehow having managed to squash myself into a sofa far to small for a man of my size, looked up as Cora walked through the door and simply commented “Oh fuck, that big yellow umbrella was real”.
Can’t really comment much more on that fact, for fear of ending up being questioned by the police. Was all harmless fun, honestly officer, and I’m sure it can be returned if necessary. Oh shit, shut up, you’re saying too much! Nothing like confessing your sins over the Internet, eh?!
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Iain Foulds, 25 years old. Originally from England, now living in Bethel, Alaska where I work as a systems analyst for the school district. I've been involved in a number of open source projects for many years and used to produce two major music podcasts.