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I had my leaving do for the Library last night and needless to say I feel like a big pile of poo today. Which has not been helped by the fact that I have got myself a horrible cold and sore throat. It's probably a good thing I won't be back on Monday as my memory of the last hour or so is very patchy, which usually means I'll have made an arse of myself in some way. Ooops :op But thanks to sinex, Irn-Bru, and a day spent sprawled on the couch watching tennis, I do feel a little better. On the subject of the tennis, Andy Murray really played a blinder today. I was convinced when he went out onto court that he'd be heading home tonight. But holy fuck did he do well. I can't help but be amused by the fact that, with England going out of the World Cup today, British sporting hopes now rest on the shoulders of a Scot. I must go now and lie down again as sitting up makes me a little dizzy and I need to get better before I start the new job on Wednesday........ |
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sick.