Wednesday, August 13th, 2003

I've been happily chewing away on a hot buttered crumpet, vaguely wondering what the strange taste might be while my mind has mostly been on HTML tags.

I've just identified it.

Toasted mould.

If I don't post tomorrow, you'll know I've died in the night of furry-crumpet poisoning.

And now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to be sick.

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