i am so goddamn tired its not even funny. it will be even less funny when i have to get up at 4am tomorrow morning, after a final night out with dutch maarten who is going back to england in a few days, to catch my flight to vegas. i think i have established on a number of occasions that alcohol is bad but what i need right now is a couple of tequilla shots to wake me up. or i could just go and make some tea.
8:38 a.m. - July 29, 2003
saturday night was one of those fucked up drunken nights that you just want to forget ever happened. sunday was one of those feeling like shit hangover days that you want to erase from your memory. i vote we never ever mention this weekend again.
so in about 30 hours we will be on our way to vegas for fun and frolics with our old friends diz and laz. if i told you how many outfits i've packed for this 3 night trip you would simply die. you would die even quicker if you attempted to lift the suitcase. one of the best things about travelling around india was being able to travel light. i only had about two outfits with me for the whole trip and most of the time i was wearing both at once because it gets seriously nippy when you have to "sleep" on an overnight train. (one of the worse things about india was almost having to have my hair amputated because it had turned into one big curly fuzzball). anyway the point i was going to make before my dippy digression is that i'm am very very excited to be getting on a plane and having some much needed time out.
10:06 p.m. - July 28, 2003
train in vain or spanish bombs?
11:16 a.m. - July 28, 2003
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