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Happy New Year

Jan 1, 2002

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Well well well. Happy new year etc to everyone in the world etc.

With that out of the way let me tell you what I’ve been doing recently.
Not much. I’ve been listening* to a lot of music (maybe I’ll make a
list of the hot shit if I get bored) and chilling out with friends.
Last night was, of course, New Year’s Eve and I got pretty drunk (sorry
everyone) and found myself in a very compromising situation with two
girls in a bathroom at my friend’s house party…until it all went
wrong (kinda, well kinda not, anyway…) but whatever it was a cool new
year and I hope 2002 will be good for everyone etc etc etc etc etc

I’ve been watching a lot of films too (like I’ve Been Watching You,
Stranger Than Fiction, Series 7: The Contenders, Small Soldiers, Truman
Show…) which keeps me normal……..eeek……

4:20 baby….

Is My Room on Fire?

Dec 20, 2001

By Oli D

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I’m sitting in bed and there’s quite a
lot of smoke around me. I’m still trying to piece together in my mind
the events of last night which are a bit sketchy to say the least…It
all feels like a bit of a dream…floating from bar to bar…going to
friend’s houses for 4:20…back to bars…on to a club…back to a
Swedish girl’s place…kicked out at 9am into a snowy town…back here
now…

…It could be Lord of the Rings.

George the Whining Irish missed his train back to Ireland this
morning…we sort of forced him to come out with us even though he said
he wanted a quiet night in etc. Sucker. Joss said I was more drunk than
he’d ever seen me last night…I hope I didn’t cause any trouble…

Oh yeah, the smoke’s from the steak which I just ate as my
breakfast…I really need to have some more tips on cooking meat
because it always ends up chargrilled.

Today: Packing, dinner with Niina, sleep…HOME!

This is me

Dec 20, 2001

By Oli D

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Caned Caned Caned

The Life

Oct 9, 2001

By Oli D

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Well lectures started yesterday – quite apt
considering the bombing started as well…sort of like how my mind is
feeling after a week of straight partying (trans:interacting with the
natives)…Let me also tell you that (although I would never condone
such actions) the French are absolute STONERS. I am not kidding.

Nicole and I went out the other night to town, started talking with a
fat French dude and ended up 45 minutes away in the local
superclub…It’s a shame I destroyed all of my Hard House CDs (ha!) or
I might have enjoyed it more…

We have also been frequenting the London Pub a little too much…a
place where the Brits go who don’t want to speak any French (thus it’s
quite well populated)…

Oh yeah and well done to England the other day…We watched the match
in (where else but) an Irish pub (I nearly puked because the Guinness
tasted like shoe polish)…

WHAT ELSE?!?!

I finally met someone who lives in my hall, Cédric, and he seems like a
pretty cool guy, hopefully he won’t start any funny business like one
of my LAST flatmates (selling crack to kids, mass homicides etc)…

Hope everyone remembers that today is National (Worldwide?) KEEP IT REAL day…