| Falling down |
[Feb. 20th, 2003|10:31 am] |
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| [ | Reading |
| | The Hounslow Chronicle. Boring. | ] |
Very strange this morning: I got out of bed and, if there hadn't been a wardrobe in the way, would have fallen straight over. My sense of balance was shot to pieces, I was dizzy, and I thought I was going to be sick. So I lay down again pretty damn quick, slept for another half hour, and the same thing happened again. Another half hour's sleep and I was more or less okay. Still feel a bit queasy but otherwise fine. Now what the hell was that all about?
In other news, the Waterloo and City line is down again - signal failure. Honestly, it's up and down faster than a whore's drawers at the moment.
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| Tales from the random button III |
[Feb. 20th, 2003|06:22 pm] |
I have found the world's most sickening DeadJournal... (note: I said 'sickening' not 'sickest'). It's "Jeanette&Joseph's Perfect Journal's journal" here: ![[info]](http://www.deadjournal.com:8080/userinfo.gif) kalema. After merely a handful of entries you just find yourself hoping that Joseph will come home early one day and find Jeanette in bed with the milkman. I'm sorry, but there's such a thing as being too keen to tell the world how in love you are... |
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| Will it, won't it? |
[Feb. 20th, 2003|08:39 pm] |
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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand tonight the Waterloo and City line was working again. What will tomorrow bring? |
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