…Pat seems to have forgotten the exact amount through the results of going out to the Chelmsford Comedy Club last night, not having to drive and consuming one or two pints.

This is a blog for yesterday – Pat’s original intention was to blog when he got home from the comedy club. For some reason (possibly being unable to type – Pat can’t remember) he didn’t get round to it.

Might have something to do with behaviour like this occuring:

Oddly I seem to be suffering effects similar to Pat today – feeling a) tired, b) as if a farmer has just spread muck in my mouth and c) like someone’s playing steel drums in my head. How peculiar.

Anyway, yes, that’s my excuse for a short entry today (well, yesterday)… nnngh.

We’ll have to wait and see if Pat’s alive enough to do today’s entry later, cos this is more than enough staring at a computer screen for me today.

Til then,

Squage
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Unwell