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Tuesday, February 07, 2006
The Life of an Artist is not all Glamour
Advil, Paracetamol, Drambuie, Jameson, vodka, several litres of Diet Coke, and I finally opened a packet of something I bought in China eleven years ago - which tasted exactly like you'd expect something ten years past its Best Before date to taste.
-No Daddy! Don't drink it!
But worst of all was caving in on Sunday afternoon and buying Lipton's. Yes, such is the strength of a 250 gram a week habit, that 72 hours of hell were brought to you courtesy of running out of tea. A few hours ago an emergency shipment of 800 Loose Leaf grams arrived on a white horse, or maybe it was a white van, and eleven mugs later the Starlings and Juncos have finally stopped feeding on my brain.
-No Daddy! Don't drink it!
But worst of all was caving in on Sunday afternoon and buying Lipton's. Yes, such is the strength of a 250 gram a week habit, that 72 hours of hell were brought to you courtesy of running out of tea. A few hours ago an emergency shipment of 800 Loose Leaf grams arrived on a white horse, or maybe it was a white van, and eleven mugs later the Starlings and Juncos have finally stopped feeding on my brain.
And Here's The Stuff I Wrote Earlier:
