Sigh. It was inevitable, I suppose. I diss Mark over his sickie record, so I need a day off myself almost immediately.
That was yesterday. ;-)
Not a hangover, I hasten to add; I baled out on Steve after just a couple of pints, 'cos I was feeling terrible. Sorry, Steve! Then I went home to bed, but got very little sleep.
Still, 'Sicknote' Matthews is keeping his end up. He was late in this morning because his new tattoo was hurting.
Posted to Apropos of nothing by Simon Brunning at January 09, 2004 12:37 PM