June 14th, 2003



Someone tried to bite my nipple off last night. It hurts. A lot... In other news the Rescue Rooms was a bit of a weird affair.

I have vague recollections that vodka and coke was quite cheap... and that I was licking a woman's finger... and that someone bought me gravy for my chips. Erm, i'm terribly hungover. This isn't making any sense. I'm covered in bruises. My arms in particular.

*crawls away*
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