Screwed in Chunky giblets

  • Feb. 28, 2015, 4:33 p.m.
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And then some. Strap in, you ain’t gonna believe this one.

I, in my infinite wisdom, decided to stash my rucksack in order to go drinking unencumbered. 

I think you know where this is going. Luckily I kept my iPod in my pocket along with the charger, but there you go. I am now, essentially, utterly without possessions. Like Jack Reacher, I now walk with nothing but the clothes on my back.

Not happy about it but that’s life. Truth be told it’s a bit liberating, although I’ll miss the DS and the sleeping bag. Last night wasn’t particularly pleasant.

Well, I’ve got a bottle of Jack to get through so I’ll write more later. I just found out about Leonard Nimoy and it’s shaping up to be a pretty shit week.


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